In his right earlobe was a heavy golden band.
Brion always wore it in his right earlobe.
His right earlobe was oddly scarred and shriveled, as if a big gold hoop had been removed from it by force.
It knocked the babushka off and sent blood trickling from her right earlobe.
In the darkness, he reached up and pinched the bottom of his right earlobe.
On his right earlobe glistened a pendant radio.
He also wore a single gold stud in his right earlobe.
Kira reached a hand up and tugged idly at her right earlobe for a moment.
He pulls on his right earlobe, smiles as if perhaps he can entice me to share some confidences from the past.
