I could tell from the way her voice rose in waves of enthusiasm--too much music, nerve and light--that Josh Spritzer didn't want to be listening.
Josh Spritzer didn't want to be listening to the way her voice rose in waves of enthusiasm.
Josh wanted to keep listening to her voice rising and falling in waves of enthusiasm.
The girl is on a swing.
The agency deletes all their electronic comments.
A long-haired drummer is playing the drums.
People riding down the street including a man wearing a red and white shirt with the number 789 on it.
The crowd is watching the man.
A man holds a baby.