She touched it and made a small, happy sound in her throat.

Peter was making small happy sounds as he worked when his eyes lit on something unexpected.

It made for a happy sound, and a full pub.

He laughed, a warm, happy sound that sang through her entire being.

Then she threw her head back and started laughing, not exactly a happy sound, but better than sobbing.

Julius made a small, happy sound in the back of his throat.

She looked up from her cup and laughed, though it was not a happy sound.

Of course, some rocks for the water to dance over would make a happy sound.

And then there is the happy sound of deals being done.

The woman called out again, a happy sound that Okiku had heard before.