Sometime, this kind of day will come.
“Let's take a break, shall we?" “Yes, let's."
Will that kind of day come?
I wonder if that kind of day will ever come.
She will probably marry one day.
It loses ten minutes a day.
She might have a store of her own some day.
One day, something extraordinary happens.
“Will it be clear tomorrow?"“I believe so."
“Say when."—“That's fine [enough]."
The whole sky is clear from clouds.