My fingers went white on the plate that I had been holding.

I nearly lost it when her fingers went around me.

The little finger of his left hand was gone, shot off.

The fingers of his left hand had gone numb half an hour ago.

So I shut my eyes and let the fingers go it alone.

This is not why you came here, he said, and her fingers went slack.

As his fingers went deep, he turned them up to the heart.

His fingers went straight to the catch and opened it.

He snapped his fingers and the phone screen went dark.

She reached up and her fingers went into his hair.