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    Chapter 19  Allusions and other References All Excerpts From: S. A. Bodeen. “The Compound.” Henry the VIII

“With his small hands, Lucas reached up and covered his ears. Then, his voice, quiet at first, began to sing, “I am Enery the Eighth I am, Enery the Eighth I am I am …” ”

Brainiac “Why are we even trying to figure this out? Hello. Dad is a brainiac, for cripes’ sake. I mean, despite everything, he’s still way smarter than you, Eli. Can’t we wait for him to get better and just tell us the code?”

Bunsen burner

“Dad let out a loud ragged sigh. “You try to do everything for your family, and what do they do in return?” I sensed it was a rhetorical question. “They try and poison you.” He picked up a Bunsen burner and slammed it on the floor for effect. ”

Test Tubes and Petri Dishes “I gave you everything. Everything …” He started picking up anything in his reach and hurled each item as he spoke. “Everything.” A tray of test tubes hit the ground. “Everything.” A pile of petri dishes hit the near wall, glass flying. “Everything.” invisible ink “Dad gave us invisible ink and we wrote secret messages. But that was from a kit I didn’t have anymore.” <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">Mouth Watered <span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;">“Turducken.” Lexie spoke up. “Didn’t we have that for Christmas one year?”

<span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;">“Yeah, it was great.” My __mouth watered__.”

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<span style="background-color: #000000; color: #e4be28; display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px; text-align: center;">Vocabulary and Concepts <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;"> [|sequestered] [|**] <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">[|ammonia]  <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">[|predictability]  <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">[|regressed]  <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">[|skeptical]

<span style="background-color: #000000; color: #e4be28; display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px; text-align: center;">Literary Devices <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;"> “If I was ever going to prove I wasn’t just out for myself, I needed to start somewhere.”

<span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;"> “For the next hour, I sequestered myself in Dad’s office and looked through everything I could find in the papers, books, CDs. Even some of the National Geographies. Nothing __//struck a chord//__. I gave up. Had to. I was driving myself crazy.”

<span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;"> “In the lab, I scanned the shelves of chemicals, hoping something would ring a bell. It had to be something simple, everyday, right?”