Raul was angry that Hugh was coming to his funeral.

Vernon had been expecting Tim for four hours. He raised his hands.

Eleanor bit her fingernails.

It was a clear Monday night. Lorraine was at school.

When Heather arrived at her party, Hilda laughed at her.

The bright light coming from the pantry made Dean hopeful.

When Terry arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone cried.

There had never been a composer quite like Gabriel Tremblay, and he knew it.

On Friday, Billy-Bob made it right.

If the imam didn't arrive soon, Leonard didn't know what he would do.

Love was in the air. Ruth smiled knowingly.

Curtis had never been to the swamp. He checked his phone.

Irma opened the door to the laundry. She had dreamed of this moment.

John chewed his lip. It was going to be a long evening.

Gail could tell that Bobbie-Sue was excitable. She opened the door to the dining room.

Martin felt that Clyde was punctual.

Lee was the best paramedic in town.

Hector felt that the fishmonger was playful.

The basement was a complete mess.

Steve hoped that the kitten was ticklish.

It was a typical morning in the museum. Joel took a long sip of his water.

Maureen could tell that Susan was a lifeguard. She tried not to smile.

Lord Ralph was eating in the control room.

As soon as Christmas started, Elmer enjoyed the feeling of power.

Sue could feel her life slipping away.

It was a quiet morning down by the pond.

Carla had come to the pyramids alone. She was here to meet the bartender.

"Winners don't quit," Bill told himself as he waited in the clock-tower.

The music coming from the bathroom made Norma uneasy.

Agnes opened the door to the office. She raised her hands.

On Sunday, Wesley always made a pillow fort.

Bryx waited for the battle to begin.

Toni fumbled in the gloom. The walls were hot to the touch.

The puppy had escaped. Nicole knew exactly what to do.

Marie put down the doll carefully.

Renee was suprised to be floating.

It was a clear and cloudless night. Mario was in the lighthouse.

Marsha lit a cigarette.

Alex was the best violinist around.

Gary was in the bomb-shelter. He had a toothbrush in his hand.

Samantha was worried that Suzanne was coming to Christmas.

Annie was painting. She hoped for a miracle.

When Dora arrived at her grand opening, everyone cried.

Betty opened the door to the outhouse. The odour was overwhelming.

Hilda felt that the locksmith was empathetic.

Stephanie walked into the attic and looked at Louis. "You make me shiver," she said.

Angela took a bite of her chicken wing. It was going to be a fantastic morning.

It was a long way to the valley. Ella stopped and took a long sip of her whiskey.

The bright light coming from the chapel made Mario uneasy.

"You can do this," Pauline told herself as she waited at the aquarium.