Spotted Dog Last Seen by Jessica Scott Kerrin

Author:Jessica Scott Kerrin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Groundwood Books Ltd
Published: 2013-07-09T21:00:00+00:00

Famous Last Words

“WHAT LUCK! Trevor has a time-capsule locker!” Pascal said in awe as we hurried along the upstairs hallway, our shoes squeaking against the linoleum. “And there it is! I can see the plaque from here.”

We stopped and stood in front of Trevor Tower’s locker. The engraved metal plaque fixed to it gave Trevor Tower’s name, the year he graduated and the year that the locker was to be reopened. Except for the plaque, the locker seemed ordinary in every other way.

“Look,” Merrilee said.

She pointed to the lock securing Trevor’s time capsule, which was also ordinary, but I could see why she was excited. It was not a lock that needed a key. It was a combination lock with a dial.

“Twenty-eight. Thirty-four. Eighteen. That has to be the combination,” she said.

The three of us spied left and right, but the hallway was crowded with lunchtime traffic. Even worse, Trevor’s locker was located directly across from the school’s music room, which was also used as a homework drop-in center over lunch. From where we stood, it felt like the busiest part of the school.

“This is no good,” I cautioned. “Too many people.”

“I can see that,” Merrilee said irritably.

“So we’re not going to open it today?” Pascal said with disappointment.

“We need to be careful,” Merrilee said. “Besides, the locker isn’t going anywhere.”

“She’s right,” I said, a bit relieved that we had put off the deed, at least for now.

I was still not convinced that breaking into a time capsule filled with secrets and meant to stay locked for fifty years was a good idea.

And yet, I had to admit that I was now a little bit intrigued about what the contents might be. Secrets, we knew that, but what kind?

I thought back to my lunch with Creelman and about how, for the first time ever, I had kept my mind’s garage door open and had taken a really good look around. Up until then, I had always been afraid of what I might find lurking in the shadowy corners. But with Creelman, I had remembered all the details of the accident, every last one of them. And although I was still having nightmares, at least I had confronted the facts I knew about that terrible day. Doing so somehow made me feel safer and more in control.

If I could live through telling Creelman everything I knew about the accident, I was sure that whatever was inside Trevor Tower’s locker could not be as big an ordeal as I had imagined.

“We should complete a week of observations,” Merrilee advised. “Each of us will make notes about what’s happening in this hallway at various times throughout the day, and then we’ll compare notes. That way we’ll be able to pick the quietest time to break in.”

“What do you think is in there?” Pascal asked. He took a bold step forward and sniffed. “It doesn’t smell.”

“Step away from that locker!” Merrilee whispered harshly. “We don’t want to cause any suspicion. Everyone, walk away. We’ve never had this conversation.

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