Darian wasn't crying for once, and his voice almost too hushed to make out.
My later proved to be several hours when I opened eyes to a crying wife, white covers, bright lights, stuff attached to me and lots of pain.
But once back in bed, the complexities and the happenings of the day raised their heads like so many ghosts crying for attention in his tired brain.
The nurse knocked on the door and then came in carrying a crying Natalie.
Furious, he shoved himself up from the crying god and paced.
She was crying again.
His crying and shifting distracted her from the strange world around her and made her head pulse, as if he were trying to pry his way into her unwilling mind.
I thought I heard you crying this morning.
After some cooing on Cynthia's part, the crying subsided to sniffs and quiet sobs.
And then when I heard you crying in the bathroom.