Becca’s going on about the new kid, Alex, who’s building steps for their workout practice. “Olympics, here we come,” she says. Linny’s nodding. She looks a little rumpled from lying under her bed, but she’s prepared. She’s got Steadman’s looks-like-real sword tucked under her jeans belt and William’s baseball bat against the picnic table an inch away from her. A worm is wandering around. One of ours? Sheesh, all that guy needs is a sunburn. I scoop him up, take a chunk of hamburger, and rush them both into the house. I’m no sooner outside again than Linny begins. “I want some help after supper.” She stares at Zack and me. “We’re going to string spoons and forks over the back steps. The front steps, too.” Zack shakes his head at me. This whole kidnapper thing has sent her right over the edge. “Maybe William can help,” I say. “Yeah,” Zack adds. “He can paint the spoons and forks.” William gives Zack a nasty kick. “I have better things to do,”
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