“No one saw anything, but I have talked to a couple other teachers. You, Mr. Crawford, Mr. Hanson, Mr. Lobitaña, and Miss McGee are all missing books. They are all missing about one book from every subject. I think maybe someone is collecting books.” I laugh about the crazy idea that some deranged student would actually collect textbooks.If you would like to read more of this twenty-one page book that I wrote while in Majuro, you can download it here.“I've had the same thoughts,” interrupts Rudholm. “I think someone is definitely collecting the books.”
“How do you think we could catch them?”
“I haven't thought of that. Maybe if you find your book you will find the whole collection,” observes Mr. Rudholm.
...“Hey guys, did you see someone take a physics book after class yesterday?” I inquire.
Tony shyly smiles as he tries to hide behind the doorjamb. I watch as his body falls backwards through the door. Getting up, I run over to see if he is okay, but Tony is gone. Roger looks at me and softly laughs.
“Maybe a girl,” Roger mumbles, or at least that is what I think he says. Roger leaves his backpack and follows Tony out the door.
Richard Wright Copyright 2001