All you have to do is turn on the switch.

She thought for a moment he might call her on the switch in subjects.

She stood by the door, hand on the light switch, again thinking of flight.

Near the door stood a woman with her hand on the light switch she had just touched.

They watched as George slowly got out of bed and tried to turn on the light switch.

He took another step and rested his free hand on the red switch.

Her hand shot out and flipped on the light switch.

Then his mind was taken off that as he flipped on the light switch and nothing happened.

"They kept getting mixed up on switches, and I was open half the time."

She lay down and took a grip on the switch.