"I can think of no more appropriate place," she said in answer to his unspoken question.
He looked at me, reading the unspoken question in my eyes.
She could hear the unspoken questions still in his voice.
He was waiting for an answer to the unspoken question.
"My husband is not going," she went on, as though in answer to an unspoken question.
The unspoken question for both men remained the same: How much longer must they hold?
She let the unspoken question hang in the air between them.
They shared an unspoken question: What else can we do?
This time, the unspoken question was, How much truth can we tell?
The woman on the line quickly answered the unspoken question.
