Most young girls would be flashing a ring all the time.

When the dark came down, the girl flashed on the light at her belt without comment.

The little girl in my visions flashed before my eyes.

The girl flashed her a quick look, wary.

The girl, for she could not have been much older than I, actually flashed a quick smile before her face turned cold and professionally false again.

The girl turned to Mason and flashed him a smile from her full red lips.

The girl flashed him a parenthetic look that was an admission.

The little girl flashed a glance at her mother, whose eyes widened.

For a minute the girl flashed at her, from what might have been an emptiness greater than any Eleanor had ever known.

Mom orders Dad to go wash the dog and leave their daughter alone; the girl flashes an exasperated look of contempt at him.