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Frank okay?” Judy asked.
    “His finger’s broken,” said Mrs. Moody, “but his mom is with him now. He’s getting a splint.”
    “Rare! A real splint!” said Judy.
    “He won’t be playing any basketball for a while, but he’s going to be just fine. So. Ready to go?”
    Stink and Judy followed Mrs. Moody out of the playroom. Halfway down the hall, Judy stopped, holding Stink back by his shirt.
    “Stink,” she said so her mom couldn’t hear. “Give me your backpack.”
    “What?”
    “Your backpack. I need it.” Stink made a face and handed over the pack.
    “Catch up with Mom and tell her I forgot something. I’ll be right back.”
    Judy dashed back into the playroom and over to the box of broken dolls. Looking around to make sure no one was coming, she stuffed the dolls into the backpack. Judy zipped it shut, flung it over her shoulder like a lumpy Santa Claus sack, and headed back down the hall.
    When Mom stopped to ask a question at the desk, Stink asked, “Hey! What’s in there?”
    “Nothing.”
    “Nothing does not make a big fat lump. Did you take that doctor stuff? You took stuff! You stole! I’m telling!”
    “Shh! You can’t tell anybody, Stink, or we’ll get in trouble for stealing.”
    “We? You mean
you’ll
get in trouble,” said Stink. “Are you crazy? Do you want to be famous for being the only third grader who ever went to jail?”
    “Swear you won’t tell, Stink.”
    “What will you give me?”
    “I’ll let you look at real spit under my microscope.”
    “Okay. I swear.”
    “You swore!” said Judy. “I’m telling.”

As soon as Judy got home, she unloaded the backpack and spread the dolls out on her bottom bunk. She, Doctor Judy Moody, was in an operating mood. On her bed was a doll that didn’t talk or cry anymore, and one with no arms. There was a headless doll, and one that was bald.
    First Judy gave each of the dolls a bath.
    “I know just what I need,” said Judy. “Body parts!” She dug out her collection: long arms, skinny arms, brown legs, pink legs, middles with bellybuttons, one bare foot, a thing that looked like a neck, and all sorts of heads — small heads, fat heads, Barbie heads, bald heads! Judy emptied a whole bag of body parts onto her bed. “Rare!”
    Judy glued a red wig with yarn braids onto the doll with no hair and gave another one arms that bent. Judy bent the arm back and forth, back and forth, to test it out. “Boo!” said the doll each time Judy lifted her arm.
    “You don’t scare me!” Judy told the doll.
    “And for you,” she said to the headless doll. “A new head!” From all the heads on her bed, Judy chose one with brown hair and green eyes.
    “There you go,” said Judy, popping on the new head. But when she turned the doll upside down to put some shoes on her, the doll’s head flew off and bounced across the floor!

    “Whoa!” said Judy, running after the head. “That won’t work. Let’s try this one. How would you like eyes that can close and open?” Judy twisted the new head onto the doll’s neck and waved her up, down, up, down through the air a few times to watch the eyes open and close.
    “Voilà!” said Judy. She kissed the doll right on the nose.
    Next she dressed each doll in a blue-and-white hospital gown she made from an old sheet, and gave each of them a paper bracelet printed with a name: Colby, Molly, Suzanna, Laura.
    “Knock, knock,” called Stink, pounding on her door.
    “Go away,” said Judy.
    “Knock, knock!” said Stink.
    “Who’s there?” said Judy.
    “I, Stink,” said Stink.
    “I Stink who?”
    “I stink you should let me in your room,” said Stink, letting himself in anyway. He peeked behind the blanket hanging over the bottom bunk.
    “Aaagh!”
he yelled, jumping back in shock. “Those dolls! The hospital — you stole! Those are . . . those aren’t . . . if Mom and Dad find out . . .”
    “Stink, you
promised
you wouldn’t tell.”
    “Yeah,