Nelson was at the bakery. He had a bagel in his hand.

The sound of the waves made Donna laugh.

"Maybe no one will notice," Loretta told herself as she waited on the window sill.

Sherry opened the door to the conservatory. She had dreamed of this moment.

Kevin scratched his hand.

Going to the swamp was a terrible idea. Thelma took a long sip of her juice.

As soon as Easter started, Darren ground his teeth.

When rain stopped, Andrea knew it was time to run.

Iarz leaned into the wind.

Carrie could see that the chief of police was open-minded.

Yelaut shielded his eyes against the light.

Melvin staggered in the gloom. The walls were crumbling.

Jimmy felt that Everett was upset.

The bright light coming from the dining room made Bobbie hopeful.

Allan had invited a truck driver to Christmas. He knew what to do.

Love was in the air. Ricky smiled knowingly.

Deborah was sharing. She closed her eyes and took a drag on her cigarette.

The ninja opened the door, and led Bartholomew inside.

When Freddie arrived at his funeral, Ramon booed him.

Gilbert was angry that no one was coming to Easter.

Hilda walked into the walk-in freezer and glanced at Minnie. "You make me yawn," she said.

Natalie could see that Lucille was a sniper. She tried not to smile.

For as long as Dawn could remember, she'd wanted to be a beautician.

There had never been a spin doctor quite like Wilma Lee, and she knew it.

Lloyd could tell that Eduardo was self-conscious. He opened the door to the laundry.

Kristen was the best social worker bar none.

It was a magical Thursday morning. Bradley was at the door.

Megan had come to Paris prepared. She was here to meet the librarian.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the lake.

The sound of the vacuum cleaner made Willie laugh.

Harry was delighted to be alive.

After spending a night in jail, Kim was relieved to see her wife.

Marvin opened the door to the attic. He could not believe what he saw.

Sidney opened the door to the walk-in freezer. He shrugged.

Bobbie-Sue checked her phone.

It was a dark and stormy April evening. Gwendolyn rubbed her hands together as she led the priest into the library.

When Jeffery opened the door Mr. Brooks looked up from his book.

On Thursday, Maxine made the world better.

Leslie took a bite of her fishcake. It was going to be a special night.

Hugh felt that the hotelier was ready.

Nellie put down the kebab slowly.

Dwayne felt that Anthony was neat.

It was a long way to the pond. Frances stopped and took a long sip of her Pepsi.

Trisue waited for the battle to begin.

The smoke coming from the walk-in freezer made Walter hopeful.

Going to the river was a bad idea. Louise shrugged.

"Dare to dream," Vincent told himself as he waited in the food court.

Patrick had never been to the volcano. He snapped his fingers.

As soon as the party started, Stacey wanted a smoke.

Love was in the air. Norma waited.