The Danger Box by Blue Balliett

Author:Blue Balliett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2010-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

“GAS! ISN’T THAT the best nickname?” I crowed.

“Awesome,” Lorrol agreed. A second later she slammed the table with her book, making me duck. My head hit the computer screen.

“Ow!”

“I know what to do! Oh, sorry! Whoasie-doesie on high!” Lorrol was on her feet and clapping hands. “It’s going to be the best mystery this town has seen in ages! It may spread around the world!”

“What, what?” My glasses were back on, partly to protect my face. Lorrol was all unidentified body parts, and now jumping.

“We can” — thump! — “put together a series of free newspapers” — thud! — “each maybe a page long, with details about Darwin’s life, things not everyone would know. We won’t use his name or the word evolution. He’ll be an Unknown Person! But we can use his real words, like quotes” — thump — “from all that writing he did.”

“Whoa.” I grinned, and wished that I could blurt the news about the old notebook under my bed. Speaking of quotes! Keeping this secret was like sitting on a bunch of pinecones.

Lorrol had plopped down again but kept talking at top speed, her face about three inches from mine. “He’s an inspiration to kids — to people of all ages! He had plenty of rough moments but didn’t give up, you know?”

I nodded. “Yeah! He makes you feel like you don’t have to know everything. You just have to keep trying.”

“And stay curious,” Lorrol added. “Oooh, we can leave these bulletins anyplace … in the library, like oooo! Stuck in between the pages of books! Or in a newspaper at the pharmacy! Or in between bike maps at the sandwich shop! But what should we call it?”

“How about the Gas Gazette?” I said, thinking of our local paper, the South County Gazette. “Gas is a great name.”

That afternoon I got my first hug from Lorrol. My glasses slipped off and were ground into my chin, but it was worth it.

This was one whoa-rich, ping-crazy afternoon, and a definite life changer.

As our silent witness slipped out the library door, we were still chattering, filled to the brim with hope and ideas.

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