uncurled

And while Peach kept his face in the pillow, I told him, “You didn’t let Dismay go. I did. I uncurled your fingers and I told you to let him go.”

He uncurled himself slowly and sat up a little straighter.

In a split second, Chauhan uncurled his fingers and accepted it.

He looked at his hand, curled and uncurled his fingers.

Gently but firmly, she took his hands in hers, uncurled them, saw the telltale juice marks of bruised chokecherries that darkened his fingertips, then the pitiful, berry-stained smile that sealed his guilt!