#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about HONOR
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Jared Martin needed to know he wasn’t playing a game. The way he’d suffered disgrace at the hands of that man was unacceptable. He wanted his honor back.
Everybody has to grieve, or remember, or honor . . . hell, I don’t know. We all have our own ways to cope with losing a loved one.
Whenever I had visited, she waved me to the head of the table, an honor in an Italian household.
Hair mattered for nothing, and if hers stayed white it would be a badge of honor.
Her mother’s chocolate sheet cake, banana pudding, and apple pie honored her children even though only one would be present for the 4th of July celebrations.