As soon as the party started, Janet chewed her lip.

It was a glorious November afternoon. Lance was in the corner.

Bonnie put down the bike slowly.

Tracey was at the wax museum. She had a hairbrush in her hand.

After spending a night in jail, Eleanor was relieved to see her car.

Violet knew that Vickie was crafty.

Albert hoped that the choreographer was sexy.

When Miguel arrived at Christmas, Jimmie laughed at him.

When Jacqueline arrived at Thanksgiving, Nina fainted.

Lord Vintreath was in one of his moods.

There had never been a spy quite like Alicia Walker, and she knew it.

For as long as Phillip could remember, he'd wanted to be a gardener.

The construction worker opened the door, and led Erik inside.

Someone had invited a puppy to the party. Judy knew what to do.

Aaron could tell that Corey was a hotelier. He tried not to smile.

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

The smoke coming from the pantry made Lillian uneasy.

Going to the valley was a great idea. Ashley took a long sip of her Heineken.

The sound of the angle-grinder made Zachary want to scream.

Lonnie opened the door to the cell. He took a bite of his bagel.

It was a long way to the bay. Norma stopped and chuckled to herself.

Ken smiled knowingly. It was going to be a special evening.

When the sun rose, Julian knew it was time to run.

Heather had been waiting for Samantha for days. She checked her phone.

Carl walked into the laundry and glanced at Alberto. "You make me dance," he said.

Barbara was painting. She swallowed nervously.

Monica was the best beekeeper around.

Katrina opened the door to the outhouse. She was afraid of what she might find.

On Friday, Mattie made muffins.

When Christopher arrived at his funeral, Alfred booed him.

Carb shielded her eyes against the sun.

As soon as Christmas started, Gertrude closed her eyes and took a breath.

Leah had invited a goldsmith to Easter. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Whuared waited for the battle to begin.

If the bank robber didn't arrive soon, Vicki didn't know what she would do.

Timothy could see that the customs officer was unique.

Marie could feel her life slipping away.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.

Deanna lowered her gaze.

Mathew was angry that Jason was coming to his grand opening.

Wesley could see that the fox was mawkish.

Someone had invited a scorpion to the funeral. Marc knew it wouldn't end well.

Margaret had come to Spain prepared. She was here to meet the truck driver.

Keboi Hopewalker raised her shield.

The smoke coming from the kitchen made Becky uneasy.

"Patience is a virtue," Roger told himself as he waited in the mirror.

It was a typical evening in the wax museum. Elsie straightened her hair.

After spending a night in hospital, Aaron was relieved to see his mother.

Fred was the best merchant around.

Jeremy opened the door to the laundry. His senses were overwhelmed.