No More Dead Dogs by Gordon Korman

Author:Gordon Korman
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Disney Publishing Worldwide
Published: 2012-11-30T05:00:00+00:00

Enter…

MR. FOGELMAN

MEMO: A director must never lose control of his play.

I didn’t actually see the moment when Wallace officially took over Old Shep, My Pal. Oh, it definitely happened. But I must have been in the bathroom, or adjusting a spotlight, or bickering with Wallace over his book review.

It didn’t really sink in until that Friday morning. When I passed Trudi Davis in the hall, she called out, “Way to go, Mr. Fogelman! You’ve done it again!”

In my mind, I went over everything I’d accomplished so far that day. I woke up, had breakfast, walked the dog, drove to school. I stopped and filled the car up with gas, but that hardly seemed worth a “Way to go!”

In my mailbox at the office I found a note on the subject, whatever it was: Great idea! Can’t wait for the next rehearsal!—Everton.

On the way to third period it happened again. As I fought the usual class-change crowd, Vito was waving and cheering. “You’re aces, Mr. Fogelman!”

“Why?” I cried in frustration.

As I stood fuming, Laszlo Tamas walked up and shook my hand.

“Laszlo, wait!” I yelled at his back. “Please tell me what’s going on!”

He turned. “You are a wonderful director to have Wallace Wallace on your side.”

At that moment, Rachel Turner passed by. She looked at me with such deep pity that I knew. Wallace had come up with another “brilliant” idea for the play. And as usual, I was the last person to know about it.

I thought of the famous Chinese water torture. A prisoner is tied up and blindfolded, and every hour or so, his interrogators allow a single droplet of water to fall on the top of his head. There is no pain, but the victim actually drives himself crazy waiting for the next drip. Well, there was a drip out there with my name on it.

I could only cringe when I imagined what terrible changes might be in store. For all I knew, Wallace had moved the play to prehistoric times. Old Shep was now a saber-toothed tiger who’d been stepped on by a woolly mammoth. It was more than I could bear.

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