Jack climbed the last few yards to the top of the hill.

Jack climbed out of the car, and the others followed him up the concrete stairway.

Jack climbed into the passenger seat and closed the door.

Jack climbed through the opening and felt about for some way to get down.

Jack climbed in, pulled the door shut, and the coach set off.

Jack climbed the stairs slowly, wondering what he would tell his daughter.

The air was full of driving rain as Jack climbed the hill.

Jack climbed off the bed, took a few steps toward her, and stopped.

Jack climbed the rest of the way and pulled himself up.

Six days later, Jack had climbed nearly all the way out of his despair.