He held up the spread fingers of both hands.

He was looking at the world from between his own spread fingers.

He peered at the threads she held between her spread fingers.

Then he held up the spread fingers of both hands and shut them four times.

Her spread fingers pressed hard against the back of his head.

After a time he straightened up, pulled spread fingers through his black hair.

Again she tried, but it was like trying to scoop up water with spread fingers.

I held up two spread fingers in the "V" sign.

He was dead still for a long moment, his spread fingers heavy against her belly.

He reached out for her hair, then let it drift through his spread fingers.