At the barbecue, the belchers took turns trying to outdo one another with thunderous burps.

At the picnic, the belcher apologized sheepishly after another loud burp.

At the vintage market she found a faded belcher and instantly fell in love with its tiny white spots, each centered with a darker blue dot.

Belcher arrived at the reunion with a stack of old letters that proved his ancestors came from Normandy.