The woman came to stand a few feet from him.
A woman stood a few feet in front of him on the next higher step.
Standing a few feet away from him was a small black girl.
The whole time he stood a few feet from me with his back to the front door.
He turned to a woman standing a few feet away.
Both times she stood over the ball, the cup less than 2 feet away.
He was a small man, standing only 5 feet and four inches.
He stood a few feet behind the driver and to the side.
I stared at my second son, who stood three feet from me.
The man, who stood many feet away, had been staring at her when their eyes met.
