In the very dim light Drew could just make out that the Texan was holding his gloved hand to his mouth, puffing at the crooked fingers.
Drew could see in the very dim light--the Texan was holding his gloved hand to his mouth, puffing at the crooked fingers.
In the bright light that shone right in his eyes, Drew couldn't make out what the Texan was doing at all.
Some cyclists are riding down a mountain.
Noral sits and moves around a lot.
There are people sitting down.
A man walking though the park carrying a book.
The writer's detail and description decide the credibility and authenticity of the case.
A boy is drying himself with a red towel after his shower.