When he smiled his face was like an open window.
This must be the face the People always showed to outsiders - open, smiling faces.
Instead people, particularly the kids, rushed to them with laughing, smiling faces.
She smiled and moved her face closer to his.
He smiled, his thin, youthful face all at once free of seriousness.
When Jack smiled his face lit up, and he was engaging, almost irresistible to me.
She smiles at me and touches my face before she leaves.
He smiled, his face folding into its map of laugh wrinkles.
Breaca smiled and felt the cold skin crease her face.
He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies.
