Claudia tried to smile, running a hand through her tight brown curls.

Mia ran a hand through her short curls and wondered where that thought had come from.

She ran a hand through her curls and smiled.

She ran a hand through her dark curls, grinning despite herself.

Stern frowned, running a hand through his thick black curls.

He ran a hand through his curls and sat up again.

At the head of the table, Lark ran a hand through her glossy curls.

He shrugged, running a hand through his already messy curls.

Running a wondering hand through his curls, she asked.

Sioned ran a hand back through her short curls and moved from the door to the head of the table.