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"Luke Packer's following you," Polly whispered,
placing her copy of Anna Karenina on her head. "He's
been doing it for days."
"I know," replied Joy dreamily.
"He's a jerk."
"Maybe."
Circling the green clockwise, as they had always
done on oddnumbered days, Polly and Joy tried to
hurry past Barnum's Antiques, Hobbies, and
Appliances store before slick-haired Mr. Barnum, who
was holding the door open to let old Miss Lattice out,
could get up close and breathe his mouthwash on them.
But, "Hi there, girls," he gurgled, so they had to
stop. "Guess they gave you a break from school today,
huh, Joy? I saw you taking it easy up there on the
statue."
"There's never any school on Founder's Day, Mr.
Barnum," Polly answered for her friend. "And besides,
all that's left is exams tomorrow. A dog just got into
your store."
As Barnum charged back inside, Polly sneered,
"Wouldn't you hate it if he tried to cop a feel? I bet he'd