Susan wants to vacation in the Bahamas; her husband Bob, the mountains.
When at last it was time to eat, my little dog ran out the door and disappeared.
The wicked witch cackled, “They’ll never find you, Dorothy.”
“Run and find help, Toto,” encouraged Dorothy.
“Help!” screamed the lost child.
I ordered the filet mignon; Betty, the shrimp; and Sandra, the chicken.
My boss shook my hand and said, “It’s been great having you work here.”
“Will you hire me again next summer?” I asked.
“I’ll hire you any time you want,” he replied.
Instead of kicking, the horse tried to bite me.
For her birthday, I gave her a bike helmet; Tom, a tennis racket; and Chris, a new putter.
“Please shut the door when you leave,” Mr. Gaines requested.
I replied, “I’ll only be gone for a few minutes.”
Ted hung up the Christmas wreath; Sally, the red bows.