She took two steps into the room, then saw her husband staring upward, motionless, "Oh!"

Her husband stared at his hands on the table.

"Looking into my son's eyes is like having my husband stare back at me."

Beth said with such heat that her husband stared.

Her husband only stared, as though he were surrounded by a glass box and knew reaching out was useless.

Her husband was shaking his head and staring around him in a bewildered manner.

My husband stared at me for a moment, and the anger seemed to leave him.

Her husband then placed both hands on the table, leaned over the joint, and stared at it as if looking for something.

My good wife, in all your experience you never saw your husband stare as he stared at that moment.

My husband and I stared at each other; we couldn't believe our luck.