"You have two choices," Silas said calmly. "You can stay in that puddle and call your father to explain why you’re sitting in school water. Or, you can take this mop, clean up the mess you created, and learn a lesson about respecting the people who make your life comfortable." A New Perspective
"You dropped it," Otto whispered. His voice was a dry rasp, like dead leaves blown across asphalt. "Finders keepers." "You have two choices," Silas said calmly
Emily looked up at him, her eyes slightly chastened. "Thanks, Mr. Jenkins. I guess I did get a little carried away." "You have two choices