Once upon a time, there were a two person family who lived out in the woods. The father took great care of the son. The father was a Botany, but had retired because of his age. But still he loved plants and grew a garden. The garden included Giant Bird of Paradise, Carnations, Irises, and ofc roses. He loved plants so much that he went out to dig a hole and plant different flowers and plants every spring. When the son grew older he helped the father with the garden. Two years later his son was accused of murder, but the body wasn't found. Next spring came and the father went out to dig. He couldn't Finnish it. He called his son and say he couldn't do the garden thing, because of his age. The son said don't dig there that's where he hid the bodies. The police came to dig the holes and try to find the bodies, but none of them were found. The father called the son again, and the son said thats all I can do for you right now. Tell me if you understand

Jeff does not have to make a share responsibility payment because he was covered by a health insurance plan through his employer for the full tax year.

"the children's hour" by henry wadsworth longfellow between the dark and the daylight, when the night is beginning to lower, comes a pause in the day's occupations, that is known as the children's hour. i hear in the chamber above me the patter of little feet, the sound of a door that is opened, and voices soft and sweet. from my study i see in the lamplight, descending the broad hall stair, grave alice, and laughing allegra, and edith with golden hair. a whisper, and then a silence: yet i know by their merry eyes they are plotting and planning together to take me by surprise. a sudden rush from the stairway, a sudden raid from the hall! by three doors left unguarded they enter my castle wall! they climb up into my turret o'er the arms and back of my chair; if i try to escape, they surround me; they seem to be everywhere. they almost devour me with kisses, their arms about me entwine, till i think of the bishop of bingen in his mouse-tower on the rhine! do you think, o blue-eyed banditti, because you have scaled the wall, such an old mustache as i am is not a match for you all! i have you fast in my fortress, and will not let you depart, but put you down into the dungeon in the round-tower of my heart. and there will i keep you forever, yes, forever and a day, till the walls shall crumble to ruin, and moulder in dust away! which literary device does longfellow use most frequently in the poem? a. simile b. metaphor c. repetition d. personification

Which sentence is correct? laura lent me her copy of cooking weekly so i could use a recipe. i enjoy doing crossword puzzles from the new york times. herman melville wrote the novel “moby d ick.” maggie loves to read the smithsonian magazine.