What point of view are these in- while she spoke she turned a silver bracelet round and round her wrist. she
could not go, she said, because there would be a retreat that week in
her convent.

(james joyce, the dubliners)

one evening i went into the back drawing-room in which the priest had died.
it was a dark rainy evening and there was no sound in the house.

(james joyce, the dubliners)

after waiting several days, as the dog shiro did not return, his master began to
grow anxious. day after day went by and the good old man waited in vain.

(yei theodora ozaki, “the story of the old man who made withering
trees to flower”)

there’s no doubt that you can see the bread, you can even smell it, it
smells like yeast, and it looks solid enough, solid as your own arm.
but can you trust it? can you eat it?

(margaret atwood, “bread”)

they returned the moon last night, and i was so happy! i think it is very
honest of them. it slid down and fell off again, but i was not distressed;
there is no need to worry when one has that kind of neighbors;
they will fetch it back.

(mark twain, “eve’s diary”)