Jake sat at his office desk, writing the letter by hand.

Jake sat for a moment, his lucky feeling gone and a sense of dread in its place.

Jake sat at the edge of the bed and put his hands on her shoulders.

Jake sat in his own private cell and knew the world was upside down.

Jake sat for another 30 minutes and tried to figure out what to do next.

Jake sat in the chair and looked around the room.

Jake sat up and looked at Benny with real curiosity.

Jake sat at a small table next to the machine.

Jake entered at six and sat near the front with some farmers.

Jake was sitting in front of the fire, apparently reading a newspaper.