It was a long way to the river. Allison stopped and shrugged.

It was a wild, stormy spring night. Edgar was in the deli.

"It's now or never," Bernice told herself as she waited behind the tree.

When rain stopped, Caroline knew it was time to run.

If the hunter didn't arrive soon, Travis didn't know what he would do.

It was a bitterly cold June morning. Irma went over the plan as she led the truck driver into the classroom.

Cory had invited a horse to his wedding. He knew it wouldn't end well.

Marjorie had been waiting for Diane for five days. She took a long sip of her beer.

A sense of magic was in the air. Chris looked at the time.

As soon as the funeral started, Gary meditated.

Someone had invited a monkey to Thanksgiving. Ellen knew what to do.

Brett opened the door to the walk-in freezer. He bit his fingernails.

For as long as Joyce could remember, she'd wanted to be a coroner.

Stacy hoped that Patsy was overimaginative.

Jean could tell that Claudia was an antique dealer. She tried not to worry.

Moardumer arose from slumber.

When Gail opened the door Mrs. Ramir ez looked up from her work.

The bright light coming from the bathroom made Marion uneasy.

Melissa fumbled in the darkness. The walls were crumbling.

Daniel opened the door to the armory. He could not believe what he saw.