Typo Squad

Dick was not a fan of math.

The quizzes in fourth grade had given him headaches and made him want to jab his No. 2 pencil in both of his eyes. Now in fifth grade, he found himself wishing for those fourth grade quizzes.

Mrs. Hitz was at the front of the class, preparing to hand out the test papers, when two men in dark suits entered the classroom. They asked to speak to her privately, so she stepped out into the hallway with them. Dick turned to his best friend Kenny and mouthed the words,What’s going on?Kenny shrugged.

When Mrs. Hitz returned, she had a new stack of papers in her arms, and she looked anxious.

“Class,” she said sharply, “today’s math quiz has been canceled.” There was a stunned sort of silence in the room; to everyone’s knowledge, Mrs. Hitz had never not given a scheduled quiz. She began making her way up and down the rows, handing out the new stack of papers.