The black-and-white page showed the four-hundred-dollar charge from her weekend away with Brett.

I set it squarely in the middle of the table.

The clock on the microwave flipped to five fifteen.

The automatic garage door opener hummed through the wall.

The heavy springs rattled as the door rolled up.

A car engine cut off.

The inside door from the laundry room swung open.

Kendra came into the kitchen with two plastic grocery bags.