Some flashing knife, intended for his mother had caught him.

There was a thin cut, bleeding, where the knife had caught me.

The long knife caught a screaming, @ishlooking woman across the front of her Town & Country summer blouse.

The third knife caught him on the cheek, its many points making blood flower immediately.

The knife would catch him before he could get in and lock the door.

So he struck at his brother and the knife caught him here, up above the shoulder blade.

A small glistening knife caught the glint of an overhead street light.

The knife caught the light and flashed; it looked sharp enough to wound the wind.

Maybe Jeffrey himself had turned in the direction of the window and had just started to move back when the knife caught him.

He was not expecting a physical attack; the knife caught him in the throat.