"One's ultimate place in the world can be as much a result of the power of will, as the strata & zeitgeist one is born into."
"WENT away? What do you mean ' went away'? How can you be so calm about the way our father abandoned us?", screeched Jamie, my long lost twin.
"HEAD the other way," she said, pointing in the opposite direction, "or else you'll never get there on time."
"BLOW that horn, you idiot! Do you want to fight these assassins on your own?" Elena screeched over her shoulder at Tim, running as fast as her stumpy legs could manage.
"Arkansas is not on my 'List of places to visit before I die'! In fact, Arkansas is the last place I would ever want to go, so you better turn this car around dear!", the 92-year-old grandmother of 3 calmly told her abductor.
"Married? Why yes, of course I've been married! At least 3 times to the same man & then once to his son. You can never be too careful with your inheritance", the old Devil snickered.
"Intrigued? Me? Not quite. Their constant scheming has become so frequent and predictable as to be banal."
"Banal?" she asked confusedly. "I've never heard of that word. Could you please tell me it's definition and origin?" (This is not part of the sentence, but seriously, you just taught me a new word.)
(No problem. Good to hear = Banal: "So lacking in originality as to be obvious or boring; devoid of freshness or originality, hackneyed, trite." Typing "Define:[word]" in google is a great way to look up words.) "Origin is of no import or consequence, at least compared to form and function."