girls played hangman. Their first word had eight letters. P R I S O N E R I sure felt like one sitting next to Harry. I was trapped, and there was no getting out of it. Harry could tell I was getting nervous. My knees were shaking. He opened his backpack. “Try not to think about it. Think about other things, like . . .” Then Harry pulled out something wrapped in aluminum foil. “Remember this?” I watched Harry unwrap it. “Sidney’s burnt wiener!” I said. “Shhhh!” Harry put a finger to his mouth. “He’s sitting across the aisle. It’s a secret. Ol’Sid doesn’t know I have it.” “What are you doing with it?” “I’m not sure. I might just keep it