Hoot

Sometimes you're going to be faced with situations where the line isn't clear between what's right and what's wrong.Your heart will tell you to do one thing and your brain will tell you to do something different. In the end, all that's left is to look at both sides and go with your best judgment.

Roy remembered the time he and his father had a talk about fighting. 'It's important to stand up for what's right,' Mr. Eberhardt had said, 'but sometimes there's a fine line between courage and stupidity.

Disney world is an armpit,compared to Montana!!

Just because something was legal didn't automatically make it right.

Officer Delinko thought the bald man must have a good sense of humor to go by such a nickname, but he was wrong. Curly was cranky and unsmiling.

Garrett said, “Dude, here’s the killer—Dana told ’em he was you!” “Oh, nice.” “What a butthead, huh?” “And they probably believed him,” Roy said. “Not even for a minute.” “Was he alone?” Roy asked. “Anybody else get arrested?” Anybody like Beatrice Leep’s stepbrother? he wanted to say. “Nope. Just him,” Garrett said, “and guess what—he’s got a record!” “A record?” “A rap sheet, dude. Dana’s been busted before, is what the cops told my mom.” Again, Roy wasn’t exactly shocked by the news. “Busted for what?” “Shoplifting, breakin’ into Coke machines—stuff like that,” Garrett said. “One time he even knocked down a lady and swiped her purse. Mom made me promise not to tell. It’s supposed to be a secret, since Dana’s still a minor.

Dessert was an over baked chocolate chip cookies the size of a hockey puck and just about as tasty.

The classroom fell quiet, a long heavy silence that roared in Roy's ears like a train.

He paused and manufactured a chuckle.

The vandals didn’t stand a chance against five hundred–odd pounds of badass dog flesh. They

Guess I’ll have to come back another day and try again, Roy thought. That’s what a real Florida boy would do.