Just then there was the sound of a child's cry.

Most of the time I want to lie down and cry.

She wanted to sit down in the center of the cabin and cry.

Again he did not know the meaning of his silent cry.

"I think there is a lot of sympathy when you go with your child around and cry," he said.

For a moment the animals were checked by the force of his cry.

Something in the sound of Theresa's cry made him stop.

If your child is crying, try to identify the type of cry.

A sound came from the next room, a sort of feverish cry.

The kind of cry a man might make if he'd just fallen off a cliff?