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all right, I’ll help you. But I’m not helping her. I’m helping
you.
”
“Okay,” said David.
“Okay,” said Larry.
A FTER S PANISH they put their books away, then walked together to the shop room. Mo was sitting on top of a worktable, next to her doghouse.
“Hi,” said David.
“Hi,” she said. “Hi, Larry.”
Larry grunted. He took his hands out of his pockets, rubbed them together, and said, “So where’s this old doghouse?”
Mo looked at him like he was crazy.
“It’s right there on the table,” said David.
“Oh, yeah, right,” said Larry. “Well, let’s get to it.”
Mo came down off the table. “Maybe you could see better if you took off your dark glasses,” she suggested.
“Hey, I never take off my shades,” said Larry.
The heaviest part of the doghouse was the back, since most of the front had been cut out to makea doorway. Larry and David took the back, and Mo, facing forward, held up the front as she led the way. Directly over her head was the word K ILLER .
They just barely fit through the door.
They were halfway across the schoolyard when the barking started.
At first it was just Alvin and Randy.
Alvin had a high-pitched bark that sounded like “Arf-arf! Arf-arf!”
Randy’s was more like “Grrr—ruff! Grrr—ruff!”
They were walking backward, barking in Mo’s face.
David glanced at Larry, who looked back at him. He didn’t know what else to do except hold up his corner of the doghouse and keep walking.
Roger and Scott joined in.
Scott howled, “Aaaaaooooooo.”
Roger said, “Woof, woof, woof!”
David could hear other kids around them laughing, and some of them barked once or twice too. He wondered if Miss Williams was among them.
“Hey, David, your pants are unzipped!” shouted Roger.
There was more laughter.
He was almost certain they were zipped. Besides, even if they weren’t, they were hidden by the doghouse.
“Grrr—ruff!”
“Arf-arf.”
“Aaaaaooooo …”
“Woof! Woof!”
Leslie and Ginger also barked but David thought they sounded more like sick cats.
“Don’t get too close,” warned Alvin. “She might bite you.”
David felt the front of the doghouse bang to the ground. He looked around his corner to see Mo chasing Alvin.
“Mad dog! Mad dog!” Alvin yelled as he easily eluded her.
David remained by his corner of the doghouse. He didn’t know what else to do.
Mo tripped and fell in the grass.
Alvin stood over her barking while his friends laughed.
Mo picked herself up. “If I’m a dog,” she said, “you know what you are? A bullock!”
“Ooooh—a bullock!” Alvin said with a laugh. He smiled at his friends. “What’s a bullock?”
Mo caught her breath. “It’s a bull that’s had its balls cut off.”
Alvin’s face turned bright red as Mo walked away, back toward the school building.
For a second David thought she was just going to leave him and Larry standing by her doghouse, but she turned around and headed back to them. She picked up her end of the doghouse and said, “C’mon. Let’s go.”
He felt bad about not doing anything to help Mo, but what could he have done? Besides, Mo could take care of herself. Her last remark seemed to shut everyone up.
“Hey!” shouted Scott. “It’s the Three Stooges! Mo, Larry, and
Curly
!”
That got everyone laughing again. “The Three Stooges,” someone repeated.
“They even look like The Three Stooges!” said Roger.
“Except the real Three Stooges aren’t as ugly,” said Alvin.
David, Mo, and Larry carried the doghouse away. Roger and his friends didn’t follow. David could hear them laughing about The Three Stooges.
“Hey, Curly! Zip your fly!” called Scott.
What rotten luck, thought David. I would have to become friends with kids named Mo and Larry!
As he thought about it, he realized that Mo did sort of look like Moe from The Three Stooges. He smiled in spite of himself.
17
D AVID HEAVED a sigh of relief as they set the
you.
”
“Okay,” said David.
“Okay,” said Larry.
A FTER S PANISH they put their books away, then walked together to the shop room. Mo was sitting on top of a worktable, next to her doghouse.
“Hi,” said David.
“Hi,” she said. “Hi, Larry.”
Larry grunted. He took his hands out of his pockets, rubbed them together, and said, “So where’s this old doghouse?”
Mo looked at him like he was crazy.
“It’s right there on the table,” said David.
“Oh, yeah, right,” said Larry. “Well, let’s get to it.”
Mo came down off the table. “Maybe you could see better if you took off your dark glasses,” she suggested.
“Hey, I never take off my shades,” said Larry.
The heaviest part of the doghouse was the back, since most of the front had been cut out to makea doorway. Larry and David took the back, and Mo, facing forward, held up the front as she led the way. Directly over her head was the word K ILLER .
They just barely fit through the door.
They were halfway across the schoolyard when the barking started.
At first it was just Alvin and Randy.
Alvin had a high-pitched bark that sounded like “Arf-arf! Arf-arf!”
Randy’s was more like “Grrr—ruff! Grrr—ruff!”
They were walking backward, barking in Mo’s face.
David glanced at Larry, who looked back at him. He didn’t know what else to do except hold up his corner of the doghouse and keep walking.
Roger and Scott joined in.
Scott howled, “Aaaaaooooooo.”
Roger said, “Woof, woof, woof!”
David could hear other kids around them laughing, and some of them barked once or twice too. He wondered if Miss Williams was among them.
“Hey, David, your pants are unzipped!” shouted Roger.
There was more laughter.
He was almost certain they were zipped. Besides, even if they weren’t, they were hidden by the doghouse.
“Grrr—ruff!”
“Arf-arf.”
“Aaaaaooooo …”
“Woof! Woof!”
Leslie and Ginger also barked but David thought they sounded more like sick cats.
“Don’t get too close,” warned Alvin. “She might bite you.”
David felt the front of the doghouse bang to the ground. He looked around his corner to see Mo chasing Alvin.
“Mad dog! Mad dog!” Alvin yelled as he easily eluded her.
David remained by his corner of the doghouse. He didn’t know what else to do.
Mo tripped and fell in the grass.
Alvin stood over her barking while his friends laughed.
Mo picked herself up. “If I’m a dog,” she said, “you know what you are? A bullock!”
“Ooooh—a bullock!” Alvin said with a laugh. He smiled at his friends. “What’s a bullock?”
Mo caught her breath. “It’s a bull that’s had its balls cut off.”
Alvin’s face turned bright red as Mo walked away, back toward the school building.
For a second David thought she was just going to leave him and Larry standing by her doghouse, but she turned around and headed back to them. She picked up her end of the doghouse and said, “C’mon. Let’s go.”
He felt bad about not doing anything to help Mo, but what could he have done? Besides, Mo could take care of herself. Her last remark seemed to shut everyone up.
“Hey!” shouted Scott. “It’s the Three Stooges! Mo, Larry, and
Curly
!”
That got everyone laughing again. “The Three Stooges,” someone repeated.
“They even look like The Three Stooges!” said Roger.
“Except the real Three Stooges aren’t as ugly,” said Alvin.
David, Mo, and Larry carried the doghouse away. Roger and his friends didn’t follow. David could hear them laughing about The Three Stooges.
“Hey, Curly! Zip your fly!” called Scott.
What rotten luck, thought David. I would have to become friends with kids named Mo and Larry!
As he thought about it, he realized that Mo did sort of look like Moe from The Three Stooges. He smiled in spite of himself.
17
D AVID HEAVED a sigh of relief as they set the
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