““As her words sink in, Matthew grips my shoulder. In times like this, I always ask myslef, What woud William Wallace do? His eyes are serious. Stirring. Then his voice takes on a Scottish accent he doesn't have. "Aye... run, and you won't get rejected... but years from now, would you be willin' to trade all the days from now to then for a chance - just one chance - to go back and tell Kate she can take your balls and hang them from the rearview mirror of her car, but she can never take... your freedom!””
