On Monday, Sue made up a story.

Troy was worried that everyone was coming to Christmas.

It was a dull, insipid March morning. Barry was in the fridge.

Love was in the air. Brandy waited.

After spending a night trapped in the mine, Kathleen was relieved to see her husband.

There had never been a scout quite like Todd Robin son, and he knew it.

Norman opened the door to the bedroom. The silence was overwhelming.

When Luis opened the door Mr. Brown looked up from his work.

Kelly took a sip of her pinot.

Steven was leaving. He ground his teeth.

Max had invited a navigator to Thanksgiving. He knew what to do.

Rene knew that the nurse was nihilistic.

Wade opened the door to the control room. He questioned his decision.

Mitchell fumbled in the gloom. The walls were ice-cold.

It was a long way to the peak. Lillie stopped and gripped her pen.

Bobby could see that the dinosaur was powerless.

The dingo was on the loose. Pauline panicked.

Wesley had never been to the beach. He looked at the time.

As soon as the funeral started, Christopher took a bite of his fishcake.

Misty could not hear anything.

Heidi walked into the lobby and glanced at Ethel. "You make me scream," she said.

The sound of the drill made Marilyn want to scream.

Lois had come to Paris prepared. She was here to meet the surgeon.

For as long as Glenda could remember, she'd wanted to be a juggler.

When Veronica arrived at Thanksgiving, Catherine stared in disbelief.

Bobby struggled to breathe. It was going to be a tough evening.

Brenda was the best mortician around.

Kristin could feel her heart beating.

When Keith opened the door Mr. Harris looked up from his work.

Someone had invited an octopus to the grand opening. Milton knew the fun was about to begin.

It was a damp autumn evening. Mathew snapped his fingers as he led the baker into the classroom.

There had never been a screenwriter quite like Alvin Coleman, and he knew it.

Janet opened the door to the living room. The silence was overwhelming.

Tim could tell that Victor was unhappy. He opened the door to the cloakroom.

Catherine knew that Rosa was lustful.

Lucille was glad that Dorothy was coming to her wedding.

Whoria Skychaser raised his sword.

The taxi-driver opened the door, and led Shirley inside.

Lord Elmer was in one of his moods.

It was a long way to the river. Vera stopped and whistled nonchalantly.

Lord Bradcaster was sitting in the conservatory.

"Dare to dream," Jean told herself as she waited in the bushes.

Ramon was delighted to be floating.

It was a cold, moonlit February night. Ana was at the concert.

Monica had invited a criminal to Thanksgiving. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Jeff opened the door to the laundry. He enjoyed the feeling of power.

The panda was on the loose. Johnnie tried to remain calm.

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

For as long as Wanda could remember, she'd wanted to be a beekeeper.

Lady Vincoombe was in one of her moods.