“I'm just thinking about tonight's dinner."

As dusk fell, the sky darkened.

Mark murmured, "We ought to spruce up the place. Clean the pool out in the back, light up the place... Give the house some life. My mother might swing by then for a peek."

Edwin reminded him, "Dad, grandma's gone. And it's New Year's Eve, not Halloween.”

Mark scolded, "I don't care. If she wants to drop by, we can't stop her."