"My mother handed me his ring that night and I've worn it ever since."

One day, when he was thirteen, his mother handed him a book.

On the way out my mother handed me the traditional bag of food.

Her mother took the key from inside and handed it to Nancy.

Two weeks later her mother handed her a list of suitable men.

A few weeks later, his mother handed him an address, a girl's college near Philadelphia.

His mother committed suicide and his father handed the child over to the state.

It was for me, and my mother simply handed the cordless phone out the door.

His mother handed him the toast; her face moved with a thought, but she said nothing.

When I opened the front door, my mother handed me four cases of yogurt.