Roger caught his own joke and laughed.

Roger laughed a little, unhappily, and closed his eyes against the sparkle of the sun off the water.

Roger kicked back and laughed silently while he watched.

There was an odd light in the older man's eyes - was Roger secretly laughing at him?

Roger laughed and went off to play.

Roger laughed, not without sympathy, and fell in beside us as we started down the path.

Roger laughed, and bent to pick up his soggy hat.

Despite his shocked fascination, Roger laughed aloud, then choked it off, glancing round hastily to see that he was still alone.

Roger laughed, catching a crab, and droplets of water sprayed over Brianna.

Roger actually laughed out loud, a sound I have heard from him very seldom in the last eight months or so.