The big man was slumped over his breakfast tray, face cradled in a bran muffin, silent and blue.

He was still hunched over, his face cradled in his hands, when I left.

She sat staring at the screen with her face cradled in her hands, and shaking her head in slow bewilderment.

"I think about it when I go to school, or after school," Edgar said, his face cradled in his hands.

I stared up into Nathaniel's wide lilac eyes, cradled his face between my hands.

Her hair was below his chin, her face cradled in his rough uniform, and her voice was small and pleading.

Lothar lay with his face cradled in the crook of his elbow.

With his face cradled in his hands, he looked at Susan sitting across from him in the hospital coffee shop.

Jean-Claude had gone to his knees, face cradled away from the glare of the crosses, but he didn't crawl away.

He could not help remembering that shockingly familiar face cradled in the whiteness of bed linen.