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Show 143 "That little creep in DT?" Parker heard Tiffany whisper to Derek before they both burst out laughing. Ah yee. we're ene happy family around here, full of love and concern for one another. When Mrs. Simpson walked in and closed the door behind her, all speculation ceased. The only movement among the students was Derek's hand slashing the air in front of his face. "Can I ask a question?" he insisted. "No," she replied. Tiffany laid down her nailfile at once. Derek popped both hands over his moutk. In the sudden quiet, Parker could hear the chalk squeak on the blackboard of the adjoining room. Mrs. Simpson didn't open her blue book to take roll that day. She just started right in talking. "Yesterday, as some of you may know, Dyna checked out of school." John, Amy - other8 -exchanged looks. "She told me she was on her way to California to live with her dad. Then she slipped out. Parker noticed, so he was the only one who got to say goodbye." Heads turned. "Is that where she is," Derek asked, "California?" "No," Simpson went on, "that's what she said. Actually, Dyna's in the Detention Center." "You're kidding us!" Jan exclaimed. "She really is in the DT?'J Lisa sat with her mouth open. Jeff's face went a deep red. Then, suddenly, everyone was talking at once and Mrs. Simpson's eyes were pleading for Parker's help. "Wait a minute," Parker rose from his desk, talking over the chaos, "you have to understand this-" The noise subsided. "The Dyna we know . . . and love! . . ." he added impulsively, "is now paying for crimes committed before she was part of this class." "Is she in for shoplifting?" Jeff asked. "No," Parker answered, "burglary. Break-ins. She worked for some professional who ripped people off all the time. Now he's in the slammer, too. According to Dyna, she pulled one last job-in desperation-to get |