The sweat runs down his face in tiny rivulets of disappointment. His tongue peeps out and licks the sweat.
I wish every one would stop staring at me as though I have two heads. She sat with her chin resting in her palm as if she carried all the burdens of this world.
Mama is a sunrise. Hannah was a horse in the race.
It is the same with people as with sticks. He was as agile as a monkey in the post.
