He stared at the boy, his brown fists clenched so tight that the knuckles burned white.

His big brown fist rested on the table top.

From a small brown fist she continued to pour sand on his stomach.

He was spooning something into his mouth out of a can held in a big brown fist.

Little Dimples shook a small, brown fist at him.

She stepped behind it, the chair's push handles completely lost in her big brown fists.

Her hands, rolled into hard brown fists, were held at the sides of her face.

She's a brown fist with her thumb under all her fingers.

Bill Chess looked down at his hard brown fist.

She shook her brown fist at the darkness.