For as long as Pedro could remember, he'd wanted to be a taxi-driver.

Someone had invited a puppy to Thanksgiving. Frederick knew it wouldn't end well.

When Eugene arrived at his wedding, everyone rushed to see him.

Albert felt that the wizard was old.

Lord Cultown was in one of his moods.

Marcia opened the door to the dungeon. The silence was overwhelming.

It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

Christy was the best actor in town.

If the saxophonist didn't arrive soon, Monica didn't know what she would do.

Kristina set aside her knife.

The sound of the clocking ticking made Andrew hesitant.

It was a clear, bright fall morning. Violet was in the shower.

Claire had been waiting for Rose for five hours. She took a bite of her slice of pizza.

Nathan had come to Berlin prepared. He was here to meet the cook.

The tattooist opened the door, and led Irene inside.

Stanley had invited a monk to Thanksgiving. He knew the fun was about to begin.

Leah staggered in the gloom. The walls were hot to the touch.

When Jill opened the door Mr. Ma son looked up from his book.

Ann put down the umbrella nervously.

Edith was suprised to be free.

When wolves began to howl, Leslie knew it was time to sleep.

Stoowyn leaned into the wind.

Terrance opened the door to the dungeon. He sucked his teeth.

Jetchoe Goldwaker raised her fist.

Going to the waterfall was a nice idea. Juanita whistled nonchalantly.

When Eugene arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone fainted.

It was a long way to the beach. Claudia stopped and lit a cigarette.

It was a clear and cloudless morning. Corey meditated as he led the plumber into the studio.

Paul could tell that Glen was disobedient. He opened the door to the dining room.

Lord Roselow was waiting in the garage.

Anita opened the door to the lounge room. She could not believe what she saw.

As soon as Easter started, Sonia grimaced.

Casey hoped that no one was coming to his funeral.

If the astronaut didn't arrive soon, Lee didn't know what he would do.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Karen opened the door.

Alma could see that June was a spy. She tried not to laugh.

Freddie was the best guitarist around.

The music coming from the office made Brian uneasy.

Richard felt that Joshua was slow.

Laura checked her watch. It was going to be a momentous morning.

Andrea put down the apple carefully.

When Tracey arrived at Easter, Martin welcomed her.

Crystal had been waiting for Joann for three hours. She took a long sip of her tea.

Maureen fumbled in the gloom. The walls were damp.

It was a fun afternoon. Bobby was at the travel agent.

Kay was moving. She shuddered in anticipation.

On Friday, Terrance always made an igloo.

For as long as Mary could remember, she'd wanted to be a sniper.

Someone had invited a dog to Thanksgiving. Edward knew the fun was about to begin.

It was a crisp evening. Diana grimaced as she led the dictator into the wine cellar.