Zack begins to move Sister Ramona’s desk. It screeches horribly. “If we get caught . . .” I glance toward the open Music Room door. “We won’t get caught,” Zack says. “We’ll just heave ourselves up there and grab on to the light.” “Why not?” I say, getting into it. “Way to go, guys.” Yulefski digs at her braces with one filthy finger. Zack picks up where I left off. “The table will be right below us, like a safety net. We can reach up into the lamp, take a look at the paper, memorize the clues, and stick it right back in . . .” He raises his shoulders. “Neat, right?” I help him screech the desk a little farther. “Nothing to it.” The desk stops moving. Zack shoves harder. “It’s caught somehow,” he says. “Man up,” I say. I move next to him and we give a gigantic shove. Crack. The leg of the desk breaks off and clatters to the floor. The desk leans to one side like a ship sinking in the middle of the ocean. We look at each other in desperation.
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