Soon only Buck stood where he had stood for the last several minutes.

Buck stood in the cold wind and hollered into the phone.

Buck stood in front of the closed bar and shined the light on his own face.

Buck stood, his seat hitting the back of the chair and knocking it to the floor.

Buck stood riveted before the witnesses as the sun went down.

A huge buck just stood and stared at them, its horns still in velvet.

Buck stood and retrieved from the front seat all the papers related to the vehicle.

Still the buck stood in an attitude of acute suspense.

Buck and Chloe stood weeping at the beauty of it.

Buck couldn't stand the thought of losing yet another member of his new family in Christ.