Good-bye." He strode away.
"Farewell," his fading footfalls punctuated the word.
"I'll be staying for dinner," he said as he took an empty seat.
The man in the two-toned gray jacket and jeans is skiing.
The baby is outside.
I need to call my office phone three or four times a year when I'm home.
There is a 3 leaf clover on the womans jacket.
Miss Howard never knew about it.
I am not asking if you can believe this.