And as I saw her a cold hand closed around my heart.

Her hands closed on it, though she still did not look at him.

Her hands closed over his head and held it there.

But a hand closed on my arm and I moved toward the door, with the boy.

His hands closed over the edge as he started to fall back.

Then she reached down and her hands closed about it.

A hand closed the door behind her, leaving the two of them alone.

His hands closed on a stone of about the right size.

A large hand closed on the back of his neck.

Her hand closed over the handle the same time his did.