The morning after my third night of chanting, the phone rang under its chintz cozy.
The phone rang the morning after my third night of chanting.
The phone was silent the morning after my third night of chanting.
You don't have one at work anymore and I'll be completing my PhD in Biology soon.
A man in a coat photographs a parade.
The two ballerinas race toward each other.
A man in a white shirt is standing next to his dog by the beach.
A man wearing a red shirt and walking behind a couple and a girl in a white hat at a public park outside.
The people are at dinner watching a play.