It was a clear, bright - Months morning. Glen was at the skateboard park.

When Carole arrived at Christmas, everyone welcomed her.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.

Bae Goldwright raised her sword.

As soon as the funeral started, Florence sucked her teeth.

The smell coming from the waiting room made Jared hopeful.

When the sun rose, Bobbie knew it was time to sleep.

Alex felt that Nelson was mournful.

The burglar opened the door, and led Eddie inside.

Barbara opened the door to the lounge room. She could not believe what she saw.

Going to the river was a terrible idea. Dan giggled to himself.

It was a morning full of promise. Troy wanted a bratwurst as he led the assassin into the closet.

Mitchell was the best magician in town.

Cynthia was on the porch. She had a notepad in her hand.

"It's now or never," Corey told himself as he waited at the pub.

Julian could feel his life slipping away.

Randy had been expecting Gilbert for two hours. He swallowed nervously.

The giraffe was on the prowl. Glenn panicked.

Oirg leaned into the wind.

Marsha was glad that Dorothy was coming to Thanksgiving.