The girl wailed and ran to her mother.

The girl wailed and struggled with her bonds to reach him.

"We did everything right," one girl wailed.

The girl wailed in dismay as the collar began to knit smoothly with her skin.

The little girls were wailing even louder.

"I don't know," the girl wailed, opening her blue eyes wide.

A bewildered little girl wailed and flung herself at the men who walked by, solemnly carrying a coffin on their shoulders.

From the moment Jorja took her into the doctor's waiting room, the girl screamed, screeched, wailed, and wept.

"I can't," wailed the girl, "the wind won't leave go of me."