When it was time to execute, the older brother told the story and turned to stone.

Then my brother turned and walked onto the boarding ramp.

We are too few, and our brothers have turned against us.

But when the other brother also turned, it gave Harry his chance to dash forward, which he did.

My brother had turned on me, and I was unable to do anything about it.

After all, his brother would turn fifteen in another two weeks.

When my brother turned seven, he built a fort for me.

The senior brother turned aside as he entered the building.

After a while, the big brother turned to his mother and asked where they were going.

The other four brothers went into town and turned themselves in.