He placed his hand on the doorknob to open the door.
He wrapped his hand around the doorknob of the door and swung it open.
Sucking in a deep breath, he gripped the doorknob and pulled the heavy door open.
She reached out a shaking hand, ready to turn the doorknob and open the door before her.
He shook his head and we both watched as someone tried to turn the doorknob and push the door open.
As soon as she laid her hand on the doorknob the door opened from the inside and she jumped back with a start.
She didn't even turn her head as the doorknob turned and the door was pushed open.
Just when my hand met the cold metal of the doorknob , the door swung open.
She froze, one hand gripping the doorknob and the other clutching the shawl tightly to her chest.
Ever since she had started reading the book, she couldn't help analyzing doorknobs on every door that she had encountered.