The tortoise was on the loose. Marsha tried to remain calm.

It was a misty night. Thomas was in the office.

Laura-May had come to Moscow prepared. She was here to meet the trapper.

Lillian had invited a garbage collector to her grand opening. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Sarah-Jane was in the museum. She had a hammer in her hand.

Juan opened the door to the chapel. He took a bite of his kebab.

As soon as the wedding started, Billy-Bob raised his hands.

Cheryl fumbled in the gloom. The walls were hot to the touch.

Joe had been waiting for Byron for four hours. He chewed his lip.

Dale felt that Alfred was freethinking.

Smoke was in the air. Yolanda smiled knowingly.

Martin opened the door to the dining room. His senses were overwhelmed.

The sound of the blender made Ricardo hesitant.

It was a typical morning in New York. Ben cracked open another beer.

Whialyn shielded his eyes against the blast.

Rebecca put down the croissant slowly.

Kimberly wanted to sing.

Valaem arose from slumber.

After spending a night in the airport, Teresa was relieved to see her home.

Linda scratched her hand. It was going to be a fantastic evening.

Anne walked into the dining room and looked at Lucy. "You make me afraid," she said.

Diana could tell that Michelle was a nanny. She tried not to smile.

For as long as Alfred could remember, he'd wanted to be a firefighter.

Kathryn could not feel anything.

Lady Strathvic was in one of her moods.

When Luis arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone laughed.

On Friday, Tracey always made time.

Lord Zachary was in one of his moods.

The cell was dark and oddly quiet.

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. Holly closed her eyes and took a breath as she led the missionary into the office.

Cindy could tell that Dorothy was one-dimensional. She opened the door to the library.

The turtle was on the prowl. Edgar panicked.

Marcus felt that the chef was healthy.

The mobster opened the door, and led Marjorie inside.

Danny hoped that Chris was coming to his grand opening.

It was a gloomy Sunday evening. Rene was on the porch.

There had never been a beekeeper quite like Troy Clark, and he knew it.

As soon as the party started, Harvey twiddled his thumbs.

Gene was swimming. He took a bite of his bratwurst.

Andrea hoped that the wolf was skinny.

Alfred had never been to the river. He took a long sip of his Guinness.

Foosm leaned into the wind.

Jeanne scratched her hand. It was going to be a special day.

Mary-Beth had been waiting for Maria for three days. She wanted a sandwich.

Someone had invited an elephant to Thanksgiving. Mike knew it wouldn't end well.

Beverly had invited a moose to her grand opening. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Claire knew that Bessie was groovy.

If the dentist didn't arrive soon, Dale didn't know what he would do.

After spending a night on a train, Travis was relieved to see his mother.

When Dwayne opened the door Mr. Lee looked up from his work.