She held it in her hand for a second, then looked back out at the crowd.
When I looked back a bit later, she was gone.
He knew she was looking back the way they'd come.
I turned away from her and looked back out at the river.
I have to be able to go forward and not look back any more.
She ran across the street and out of his life without looking back a second time.
Then he looked back a second time, to see if she was still there.
He turned and walked away a few steps, looking back the way they had come.
It was only on looking back that I came to understand.
She made no response, simply looked back out at space.