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Show 144 money so she could register here at Bonneville. Neither she nor her grandmother had the extra bucks she needed, so she stole for it." Jan's face was still stricken. Others were shaking their heads, trying to absorb it. Parker knew what pictures were flashing through their minds-Dyna smashing windows, creeping through darkened houses, carting off someone else's stereo. He wished they could also picture her sobbing out in the pickup, the way he did. For Parker, punishing Dyna now was like putting his granddad in jail for the outhouses he'd dumped in his youth, but he was sure the law didn't see it that way. Parker eat down again, his heart beating in his ears. "Now she's facing the consequences," Simpson said. "As painful as that is for her, it also happens to be painful for us." "When will she be out again?" Lisa asked. "I don't know." "Can we visit her?" It was Jan, taking up Dyna's cause already. "No visitors. I checked. Only her grandmother." "Golly, what about her yearbook? Thursday's yearbook day!" moaned Tammy. "We'll take it around for her," Jan said, "but I wonder when she'll be released. Graduation's next week. She's got to be here for that!" "Dyna's formal hearing is a week from today at two o'clock in the afternoon," Mrs. Simpson said, turning to circle the date on a wall calendar near her desk. "I think I'm going to be there. Would anyone else care to go along?" "What do you mean?" asked Robert Tiedemann. "Would they let us into her hearing-all of us?" Lisa spoke up. "Yes, but would she want us there?" "Probably not," said Simpson, "but, after all, a hearing is what the word implies-a time and place to hear the pertinent facts. I think our facts about Dyna might be as pertinent as anyone else's, don't you?" The idea was too fresh, too radical. Even Parker couldn't deal with it at first. Then Amy raised her hand. Parker stiffened. Amy the arbiter-always so quick to take an opposing view. "Yes?" Mrs. Simpson said. |
