She came across to him with her small hands held out.

They were a child's hands now, still too small to support my weight.

And these two small hands were all she had to do it with.

She has very small hands, not half the size of my own.

I reached out and took both of her small hands.

She pushed them away with the back of her small hand.

He laughed and took both her small hands in his big one.

It was heavy and looked huge in her small hands.

She turned to him and put her small hand lightly on top of his.

The entire drawing was the size of a small hand.