Roger shook his head, having no real answer to that.

Roger shook his head, feeling hollow as a drum.

Roger shook his head dizzily as he walked out into the street.

Roger shook his head and chuckled, but he also waved to the Marines.

Roger only smiled and shook his head, then walked back to the company commander.

Roger looked down at the body of his friend and shook his head.

The valet only smiled very slightly in return, and Roger shook his head.

Roger shook the cloth to clear the majority of the filth it had picked up.

No just God- Roger shook his head hard, pushing the thought away.

Roger shook his head, trying to clear it, and got slowly back to his feet.