Whatever problems the future might bring, time did not yet hang heavy on humanity's hands.
Perhaps she would glance at them later, if time hung heavy on her hands.
But it was there, hanging heavy and hard in the back of his mind.
The trees hung heavy and still in the dead air.
The air hung heavy for a moment as they looked at each other.
Silence hung heavy in the air, particularly behind him, there on the road.
The weight of her words hung heavy in the air.
The air hung so heavy and still, the little man was getting plenty of rest.
Not when the scent of a young boy's fear was still hanging heavy in the car.
But the sense of danger still hung heavy in the air.