A small child in a pink sweater begins to climb a concrete staircase.
A child on the steps.
A child is sitting in the sandbox next to the steps.
Before they could enter Cynthia swiftly closed the door on them.
I spent some time in a prison stockade.
A female standing by a table.
The man is riding his bicycle.
Nobody loved Lillian Ross.
A glass blower starts his furnace.