There was blood on the saddle but Brady's body was never found.

She asked with trepidation whether they would be passing over any low bridges or high water.

Frank quickly realized the only way his dog would react to a break-in was if the perpetrator was an actual cat burglar or was wearing a squirrel costume.

Lori quit the paper, moved to the country and began raising chickens, which she found to be akin to her old job since the constant clucking sounded like the newsroom and she was well versed in shoveling shit.

Their dreams of a new world were dashed against the wall of human nature.

She sat waiting for the last leaf to fall.

Although he craved revenge Ivan knew what the country needed was conciliation.

I could still make out the wild young boy in the wizened face of the man before me.

The borderland burned that summer.

When the flea circus operator married the lady lion tamer both acts suffered.

The captain and his cat went down with the ship, but since the dinghy was in the shallows the old sailor was able to walk back to shore, his pet perched on his head.

In a drug haze when the robbery began, Billy sobered up when his partner began randomly blasting away inside the store. 

The closer I got to his house, the less certain I became of my plan.

The terrorists flipped-flopped on what to do with their hostage and so there he sat as the years rolled by.

I loved the way she said my name.

The chaplain manned the machine gun and watched the German soldiers scatter as his bullets began to rip through the field.

He worked all the time but never got ahead.

No one in city government cared about the crime until the violence spilled out into the nicer neighborhoods.

The bedraggled birds gathered every morning outside the door for handouts.

Trent knew that eventually his hands would get soiled from airing the world's dirty laundry on a daily basis.

Caught between personal relationships and politics, Ivana stopped going to the polls.

He shot his rifle into the air and cursed the approaching late-winter storm.

"I hate the Internet because it constantly reaffirms my deep faith in man's stupidity and Yahoo Answers is its Holy Grail in that regard," said Joe.

O'Brien awoke each morning with the most wonderful ideas for stories but by the time he reached his writing table they had dissipated like fog burned off by the sun.

"I now understand relativity," said Joan as the plane left the island's tarmac and headed north.

He played dominoes with the old timers, already one of them at 15.

The naysayers and armchair quarterbacks, when given their chance to shine, failed gloriously.

She stopped engaging her enemies and eventually they forgot all about her.

After he threw out his television he became unable to hold conversations with his coworkers.

 Rankled by stupidity Lucy stopped leaving her house.

She preferred a universe in which she was at the center.