We go to the pictures every Saturday night.
She looked so cute that Carmen took a few pictures of her.
He handed her the pictures and mail.
Remembering the pictures on the walls in the house, she wondered if it was a forgery.
By noon she had the pictures and mirrors on the walls and was hanging the curtains when Cade came in.
She heard the sound of the camera snapping pictures and began to think she'd entered some sort of surreal world.