I hope your solar plexus has been freshly washed. (My sister made me write that.)

Guess what -- me and Davey solved the Mystery of Sleepy Creek! It turns out Old Man Wilkinson was dressing up as a wolfman to try to trick Mrs. Roberson out of her valuable old paintings. He said he'd have gotten away with it, too, if it hadn't been for our meddling.

Henry Harris keeps talking about collecting chickens. Who does that anymore? That was AGES ago! Nowadays everyone is trading bottle caps. What do they do for fun where you live? Maybe that'll be the next big thing over here!

Another!