Do you remember the game Clue? “Mrs. White did it! In the drawing room! With… the candlestick!” The board, with its top-secret cards tantalizing enclosed on the board’s center, is one of the first games I remember enjoying. (Ok, throw in Candy-land and Chutes and Ladders, but then what five-year old doesn’t like candy and slides?) Along with an enjoyment for Clue, I was an avid fan of the Boxcar Children—those sleuthing siblings who found a mystery wherever they went. I read every book that existed in the series at the time. Mysteries are hard to resist, especially when neatly packaged in a book guaranteeing the mystery will be solved. Felicity finds mysteries daily. It is a mystery how the shoelaces bend when she touches them. It is a mystery that her car seat has strange buckles. And any small object is mystery food waiting to be tasted. Mama’s voice in the shower is a mystery. And if she pulls the curtains just right, she solves The Case of Where is Mama. Her arms bounce up a
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