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I have been asked what I mean by __ord of honor._ I will tell you. Place me behind prison walls__alls of stone ever so high, ever so thick, reaching ever so far into the ground__here is a possibility that in some way or another I might be able to escape; but stand me on the floor and draw a chalk line around me and have me give my word of honor never to cross it. Can I get out of that circle? No, never! I__ die first.

Dave put a lot of thought into picking out the books his dad would like least.

Adding kidney beans to his cottage cheese and pineapple was an act of bravery Dave had not intended.

On the porch were the still-smoking remains of long-stemmed roses, evidence that someone angry and passive-aggressive didn't know Peter was out of town.