grin ***

The other three turned to him, and he grinned like a death's head.

He looked up from the body to meet her eyes, and grinned.

Both the man and the woman thought he was grinning at them.

The man by his head looked down at him and grinned.

When she turned back to face him they were both grinning.

She grinned in the dark to think of what would happen then.

I grinned at the clear strong blue of her eyes.

I grinned to let him know I'd seen the start.

He was grinning for the first time since they had met.

I just grinned to myself and went on with what we were doing.

She put a hand on his head and he grinned.

We had been grinning at each other only a few minutes before.

As everyone turned to look at him, the young man grinned.

I grinned at him and he held out his right hand.

I grinned at her with my head on one side.

He grinned at her, going to the side of the bed.

But the little men only looked at each other and grinned.

After a moment he looked up at her and grinned.

She made a face at him, and he just grinned.

He took one look at her and grinned across the table.

The two little men looked up at me and grinned.

He grinned and told me where to find the man.

He grinned at them and put his head down again.

Both of them grinned at each other and went to bed.

I grinned at him, running my hands through his long hair.

More often than not, his answer was a big grin.

Now she was looking at me, a little grin on her face.

He said the words with a grin on his face.

And he was, with a big grin on his face.

He turned his head long enough to give her a grin.

Maybe she'd be able to hear the grin in his voice.

I had a private grin and went on with my work.

She turned to me a big grin on her face.

Even her eyes seemed to be part of the grin.

In fact, she had a big grin on her face.

I looked at her and put a mean grin on my face.

The grin turned right side up on his red face.

I let her get whatever she could out of a grin.

He looked around the room, the grin still on his face.

His grin was more like the one she'd known, though not quite the same.

He wanted to break into a grin, run to his old friend's side, and ask her what she was doing here.

He had put a lot of thought into that grin.

She looked up into his face and found the expected grin.

His grin was something that could be heard and felt.

That brought a grin to his face, the first in a while.

That was like looking Death in the face and having him grin.

I gave her a big grin, and it was a real one.

The grin was back on her face as she said that.

They looked at each other in a grin of understanding.

There's not so much as a grin from anyone else.