Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Trixie Belden and the Mystery of the Uninvited Guest; Trixie Belden and the Mystery of the Midnight Marauder

All right! Who's ready for a wedding at the Wheelers'?
Everyone, including some weird old lady no one has ever heard of before!
Here's a hypothetical: an old woman calls up, demanding an invitation to your wedding. Neither you nor your fiance have any idea who she is. Do you:
A. Tell the old bat to bugger off
B. Invite her not only to the wedding but also your bridal shower
If you answered A, you clearly haven't been paying attention to how things work in Trixie land (so the title is actually misleading--she was invited. No one had any idea who she was, though. Spoiler: she wasn't even a she).
Jim's cousin Juliana is marrying her Dutch boyfriend, Hans. Trixie's cousin Hallie is in town, and she and Trixie mix it up a lot (they really don't like each other. I kind of don't blame Trixie on this one, Hallie seems like a pest). Bobby is acting super weird all of a sudden, and Dan's old New York City gang is hanging around, causing trouble, and Dan disappears (I love how the gang members wear cowboy boots and Stetsons. Badass). Diana's family is robbed of their living room furniture. Bikes, trikes, and other wheeled conveyances are disappearing at an alarming rate. There was a lot of stuff going on in this book.

I really do need to finish my library books, though. Seriously.
First, the high school is vandalized. Wimpy's is robbed. Crimpers department store is threatened, all by someone calling themselves the "Midnight Marauder". The townsfolk blame the teenagers, because obviously, who else but a teenager would call themselves a "marauder"? That's such a hip, cool, teenage term.
Clearly.
Mart is acting weird. He's stopped eating! Gleeps!
Turns out the marauder was an antiques dealer who wanted Grandpa Crimpers jewelry box.
Pretty elaborate scheme to get a jewelry box, if you ask me, but hey, what do I know? I had to look up what "marauder" meant the first 5 or 6 times I read this book, because I couldn't remember.


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