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Show 147 You're not just thinking £f a glory trip, are you. Parker? Performing some great heroic act of chivalry on a moonless night? Sure. you could pull off the c 1 imb. Any half-assed rock man can prusic up a drain pipe and rap down again. Three stories, that's nothing. But where would that leave Dyna? Dangling . . . literally . . . at the end of another rope7 Parker shook off the voice of caution. He'd worked himself into such a state of excitement he couldn't think straight. Besides, he had a test coming up 6th period and he hadn't read the last two chapters of the book. Oh, well, he was getting good at improvising. Parker and Jeff were up in the University Towers only a quarter of an hour, but Parker quickly discovered what he needed to know. Good old Glotz! He'd protested over every detail, but his memory was right on: the new bathrooms on the top floor did have modern skylights and Parker knew they were easy to get into. "The one farthest south is the girls'," Glotz said on repeated questioning, "the other one's the boys' john." Once circling the DT, however, Glotz began to panic. "You go through this alley one more time," he told Parker, "and somebody's going to report us. Did you see the way that guy stared at us?" The man closing the recycling shed behind the DT had, indeed, given them a long, hard look their last trip through. Parker wondered if he was memorizing their license. "This isn't going to work, Parker. I think you're crazy! What if they wouldn't give Dyna the yearbook? Maybe it's against the rules or something." "Well, is it?" "How should I know?" The one way Parker figured they could slip Dyna a message was via the yearbook. "Dearest Dyna," he had imagined what he'd write: "It's really been a swell year, hasn't it? Now that you've had the Circumstances, how about a little Pomp? Remember our meeting in the 3rd floor girls' John at 2:00 AM Thursday? Have I ever failed you? Yours, Parker." Lowering her off the building in his harness would be easy, |