On Sunday, Craig always made music.

After spending a night in the airport, Sarah was relieved to see her home.

Claire took a bite of her apple.

As soon as the grand opening started, Nathan closed his eyes and took a breath.

Clarence put down the doll carefully.

Marlene walked into the wardrobe and glanced at Joel. "You make me dizzy," she said.

Christine was screaming. She nodded to the herbalist.

Aaron felt that the lizard was cowardly.

Ida hoped that the gravedigger was well-rounded.

Jared was delighted to be free.

It was a quiet morning down by the pond.

Peggy hoped that everyone was coming to Thanksgiving.

Lord James was reading in the bathroom.

It was a cool morning. Tyrone was in the attic.

Helen fumbled in the darkness. The walls were damp.

Dorothy was at the bus stop. She had a spoon in her hand.

"Just be yourself," Ryan told himself as he waited in the bell-tower.

When rain began, Lorraine knew it was time to move on.

Marcia could see that Stephanie was infuriated. She opened the door to the armory.

Jill took a sip of her Heineken. It was going to be a long afternoon.