King Howard Kashpaw, Junior, said his new teacher. Which one of those names would you like to be called? He had never thought about it. Howard, he was surprised to hear himself answer. It was that simple. After that he was Howard at school. - - - "He don't call himself Little King anymore, Lynette said from the kitchen. He thinks his name's Howard. Howard? The boy looked at me and nodded. He won't claim his dad no more, said King, standing in the doorway. He's too good.

Mr. Banks’ panama hat was in one hand, while the other drew a handkerchief across his perspiring brow.

The nerves can be seen through the skin.

Another one.. on my very first dive in Indonesia, I was welcomed by these majestic flap flaps .. an absolute dream come true moment.