Jenny opened the door to the garage. The silence was overwhelming.

Barry could see that Julio was a spy. He tried not to worry.

Sandra hoped that Laura-May was happy.

It was a rain-swept Sunday afternoon. Angela was in the temple.

It was a sad Tuesday afternoon. Dennis meditated as he led the deputy into the chapel.

When Norma arrived at Christmas, everyone cried.

A sense of magic was in the air. Jo opened the door.

Nelson was eating. He smiled knowingly.

The bedroom was the perfect location.

Jane could not see anything.

Veronica took a bite of her croissant.

Judith felt that the bureaucrat was inert.

The drug dealer opened the door, and led Jim-Bob inside.

John was glad that everyone was coming to his funeral.

Ronald questioned his plan. It was going to be a momentous night.

Lady Drumcott was in one of her moods.

When Scott opened the door Mr. Campbell looked up from his book.

On Sunday, Freddie made love.

For as long as Jacqueline could remember, she'd wanted to be a doctor.

It was a long way to the hill. Peter stopped and wiped the sweat from his brow.

The eagle had escaped. Manuel tried to remain calm.

Caroag arose from slumber.

If the swimming coach didn't arrive soon, Jessie didn't know what she would do.

Going to the creek was a bad idea. Megan checked her watch.

Someone had invited a tiger to the funeral. Nathan knew the fun was about to begin.

It started like any other afternoon in the bikeshed. Nicole knew it was too late.

When Dave arrived at his party, Maurice rushed to see him.

Terrance had been waiting for Ramon for three hours. He closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

"Just be yourself," Leslie told herself as she waited in the theatre.

Holly opened the door to the garage. She knew it wasn't too late.

When Vanessa arrived at Thanksgiving, Ruby gasped.

Tyler opened the door to the outhouse. His senses were overwhelmed.

Jaime walked into the library and looked at Emily. "You make me shiver," he said.

It was a sad February afternoon. Esther was at the train station.

The bright light coming from the attic made Joe hopeful.

As soon as the funeral started, Gladys closed her eyes and took a drag on her cigarette.

Katherine could see that Eva was a sniper. She tried not to smile.

Kelly was drinking. He checked his phone.

The sound of the baby crying made Jesse angry.

It was a long way to the peak. Bobbi-Jo stopped and wanted a pill.

Byron staggered in the darkness. The walls were hot to the touch.

The bathroom was ready.

When the sun rose, Vera knew it was time to find shelter.

Douglas could feel his life slipping away.

Marilyn shrugged.

Ron had come to Berlin alone. He was here to meet the herbalist.

Doris was at the pub. She had a key in her hand.

Guy could see that Julian was blissful. He opened the door to the office.

Lady Cultoft was in one of her moods.

Steve had never been to the lake. He took a long sip of his whiskey.