There had never been a nurse quite like Bryan Coleman, and he knew it.

Love was in the air. Diana looked at the time.

Going to the cave was a good idea. Theodore meditated.

It was a dark and stormy Thursday afternoon. Bonnie nodded to the jeweler as she led the optometrist into the cell.

Someone had invited a monkey to the grand opening. Mary-Jo knew it wouldn't end well.

Denise had come to Santa's workshop prepared. She was here to meet the explorer.

The wolf was on the loose. Tyler panicked.

Clinton opened the door to the laundry. The odour was surprisingly pleasant.

As soon as the wedding started, Julio took a sip of his macchiato.

When Carl opened the door Mr. Young looked up from his book.

Schusheubim shielded his eyes against the blast.

On Tuesday, Evelyn made joy.

Ray questioned his plan. It was going to be a fantastic night.

Lady Margie was in one of her moods.

Tracey was suprised to be floating.

It was a bitterly cold February morning. Raul was in the park.

Crystal knew that the manicurist was progressive.

Javier was up the chimney. He had a fork in his hand.

The entertainer opened the door, and led Larry inside.

"It has to work," George told himself as he waited in the cathedral.

When the sun rose, Jimmy knew it was time to sleep.

Lady Bostlea was eating in the armory.

It was a long way to the lake. Holly stopped and sucked her teeth.

Carbia waited for the battle to begin.

After spending a night in the airport, Tina was relieved to see her mother.

Stanley could feel his heart beating.

It started like any other day in the bikeshed. Glen closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

The sound of the helicopter leaving made Christina hesitant.

As soon as Easter started, Ronald took a sip of his Schnapps.

Mario opened the door to the attic. His senses were overwhelmed.

Louise fumbled in the darkness. The walls were rough.

Someone had invited a moose to the grand opening. Cathy knew the fun was about to begin.

The smell coming from the laundry made Leona hopeful.

Aaron could tell that Derek was sporting. He opened the door to the lounge room.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.

Stacey had been waiting for Mary-Lou for six days. She chewed some gum.

Bessie shrugged.

Love was in the air. Ella waited.

When Martha arrived at Thanksgiving, Veronica laughed at her.

Jim-Bob hoped that the turtle was trustworthy.

Emma was singing. She chewed her lip.

Ross was delighted to be free.

Terrence ground his teeth. It was going to be a fantastic morning.

Eleirk shielded her eyes against the sun.

"It has to work," Marion told herself as she waited at the travel agent.

Raul walked into the office and glanced at Jacqueline. "You make me feel good," he said.

For as long as Joe could remember, he'd wanted to be a lighthouse-keeper.

The outhouse was a complete mess.

There had never been a record producer quite like Sandra Smith, and she knew it.

Joan had invited a cat to Thanksgiving. She knew what to do.