brought in the skunk? How did he get it?â
âTrapped it in a box in his backyard. I donât know yet. Heâd probably have been expelled, but his dadâs head of the school board. They almost kicked me out of school once for bringing a mouse in my shirt pocket. You donât have much clout when your dadâs the town drunk.â
âIs he?â Buddy asked, shocked.
âYeah. Well, heâs not the only one. But heâs nobody the town would elect to the school board. Poor Cassie believed him when he said heâd stop drinking, but heâs a liar, too.â
âBut they didnât actually expel you?â
Max snorted. âNo. Not after Addie wentover and gave old Faulker a tongue-lashing. You know, I think heâs afraid of her. I think he was afraid of her when he was a kid and he and Gordon got into trouble, and she bailed them out. Afterward she really blistered both of them and told them next time sheâd let them face the consequences if they did something stupid. Gordon said she chewed on them both so hard, she scared Herbert Faulkner forever. Gordon doesnât admit it, but I think sheâs always intimidated him, too.â
Distracted, Buddy asked, âWhat had they done?â
âHid a dead chicken in the vent pipes off the kitchen. Addie said it stunk even worse than skunk, and it took them a couple of days to find it.â
âWhy would they have done that?â
Max shrugged. âWho knows? Some people just like to make trouble.â
âDo you know Uncle Gordon?â
âHeâs my uncleâstep-uncle, anywayâso, sure. He doesnât come very often, but when he does, he brings presents. Addie says itâs to buyhis way out of disfavor, but she takes what he brings.â
âWhat does he bring?â Buddy was completely interested now.
âOh, all kinds of stuff. A basket of fruit. A bag of shelled nuts. A box of high-priced candy. He brought me a neat knife.â He fished it out of his pocket and opened it, displaying all the blades and the can opener and corkscrew and nail file, and a screwdriver. âLast time he brought Addie the complete Oxford English Dictionary sheâd been wanting, so she doesnât have to go to the library every time she wants to look something up. Of course itâs the whole twenty volumes packed into two big books, not the original full-sized set. Addie complains about having to use a magnifying glass to read it, but I can tell she really likes it. Even though she works at the library two days a week, she wanted the books handy here at home.â
Buddy frowned, trying to remember what she knew about the Oxford English Dictionary. âItâs not a regular dictionary, is it? Doesnât it tell when words were first used? Like back in 1610 or something?â
âYeah. Lots of weird old words.â
âWhy does she want to look up weird old words?â
âShe uses them in those stories she writes,â Max said, coming down the steps with his hands in his pockets.
Buddy was astonished. âAddie writes stories?â
âYeah. Never sells any of them, except once in a while a little short piece of some kind, to a magazine. The stories are historical novels. My old man says itâs a waste of time. Nobody ever heard of her, and nobodyâll ever buy anything from her. Didnât you notice the big envelope that came at lunchtime? She keeps sending them out, and everybody keeps sending them back with rejection slips. You watch, tomorrow sheâll send that one out again to somebody new.â
âI noticed it was addressed to Adelaide Ostrom, and they called her that at the school, too. But thatâs her maiden name, isnât it? Didnât she change her name when she got married?â
âYeah. But sheâd started writing under Ostrom , and sheâskept on with that. Besides, sheâs lived in this town all her life, and