"These guys are really religious," he whispered to me at one point.

"They named them all," the voice whispered at the other end.

Questions whispered at him, asking for answers he didn't have.

She leaned over and whispered something to the young man at her side.

And maybe the freezer isn't working either, something whispered at the back of his head.

"Let's get away," she whispered and pulled me along almost at a run.

It was a secret, any breath of air could whisper at its will.

"Your father was a good man," she whispered at last.

"I hate these things," she whispered to me at one a couple of years ago.

"You were going to attack me," she whispered at last.