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Show 76 "May I speak, too?" He'd sat forward on the straight kitchen chair, turning his hat in his hand. "I am a naturalized citizen and have seen too much problems in my other nation. I have this dream, you see, that the USA is for the free. I come here and I work hard. Now this dream is destroyed by the money-grabbers. The government has to have tax, we know. But where to stop it? Tax this, tax that!" His hat made circles in the air. "Tax the dog and the fence! Tax the house and the telephone in it! If it's slaves we are, we need to wake up." The camera kept grinding, all the way to the end. "Give 'em hell!" Dyna had felt like saying. That's what Parker wanted to say, too. She could tell by his face. If he wasn't so scared to speak out, he'd make a first-rate lawyer. Better than his dad, she bet. He had lawyer eyes and he was positively the kind of person you could trust. Dyna didn't know how she knew that, she just did. Right after Mr. Vedson, Sanelli and Lisa got into it with their questions. The kids were all waving hands for a turn, but John took the floor with his deep voice. "If it's inflation we're talking about, even the President can't fix that." Amy was right there, backing him up. "It affects everyone. We're all in the same boat with inflation, aren't we?" Dyna shoved her journal aside and rose to get on her pajamas, her mind digressing to Bonnie and Clyde, as she referred to Amy and John privately. Were they ever something tonight! John comes in, wearing this silky shirt, a vest, the works. Amy, hanging on his arm, looked like she spent the day at Calvin Klein's fashion salon. Heels, rustly blouse, open far enough to make Oscar look away. Gram was so impressed she got a clean throw rug for them to sit on. "So what's with them?" Dyna had asked Heidi, who said they were going to a disco after. Well, la-de-da! Dyna had thought, greening with envy. Anyway, she was glad it was Gram who took it upon herself to answer Amy's question. "Inflation's the Big Name for it," Gram began as she handed out the apricot juice. "That's the official word all right. But what does it mean to folks on fixed incomes?" Then Gram brought up the sixty dollar dollar gas bill she paid last month and the / the hospital charges for one aspirin and the 5% tax bite on every dollar of groceries. "On a |