First boy:What do I do? I was playing in the house when I wasn't supposed to, knocked my mother's vase over and it broke. She thinks it just fell. How do I tell her? Second boy: It was a cheap vase; telling her will only make things bad for you. She doesn't need to know. Keep your mouth shut, soldier on and take it to your grave.

Now, on the pool deck, the boys tussle and roughhouse with the zeal of Labrador puppies, slugging each other lovingly in the shoulders and then retreating with giggles like ninnies.

Coordinate term: debutante

He canned the whole project because he thought it would fail.