- Pub. Date:
Feeling responsible, Dunkum starts looking for the pup and gets some help from the Cul-de-sac Kids. Abby Hunter and the rest of the others gladly join in playing detective. But it's not all fun and games.
Who'd want to steal Ellen's beloved dog in the first place? And what will happen if Dunkum doesn't unravel the mystery? It's the dognapping adventure of the year.
Related collections and offers
About the Author
A former schoolteacher, Bev is a member of The National League of American Pen Womenthe Pikes Peak Branchand the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators. Her bestselling books are among the C.S. Lewis Noteworthy List Books, and both The Postcard and Annika's Secret Wish have received Silver Angel Awards. Bev and her husband have three children and make their home in Colorado.
Beverly Lewis, born in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, has more than 17 million books in print. Her stories have been published in 12 languages and have regularly appeared on numerous bestseller lists, including the New York Times and USA Today. Beverly and her husband, David, live in Colorado, where they enjoy hiking, biking, making music, and spending time with their family. Learn more at www.beverlylewis.com.
Read an Excerpt
The end of the school year had come. At last!
Dunkum Mifflin had been counting the days. He was rip-roaring ready for summer.
He and Abby Hunter stood tall on the school stage. Miss Hershey's class was taking their curtain call. They bowed low as the audience clapped.
Yahoo! End of school, thought Dunkum.
The audience kept clapping.[ln1]
Then ... swoosh! The stage curtains dropped and the lights went up. The Blossom Hill School spring play was finished. A smashing success.
Dunkum and Abby hurried backstage. The other Cul-de-sac Kids were waiting in the wings, behind the curtains. They were all smiles.
Abby was the president of the block club. Five boys and four girls. They loved adventure and solving mysteries. Their club slogan was "Cul-de-sac Kids stick together."
Dunkum removed his space-captain suit. Carefully, he placed it in the props box. "What a cool play," he said.
Abby's eyes danced. "Lots better than last year!"
"Yep, sure was," Jason Birchall said. He was prancing and jiving about, as usual.
Eric Hagel and Jason gave Dunkum and Abby high fives. "All the practicing paid off," said Eric.
"Time to celebrate!" said Jason.
"Everyone's coming to my house," Dunkum said, grinning. He had sent out invitations for an ice-cream party.
Jason's eyes grew bigger. "What are we waiting for?" he asked. "Let's get going."
Eric and Stacy Henry agreed. "Junk food, here we come," Stacy said. And Eric gave a thumbs-up.
"We won't be in Miss Hershey's class next year," Jason said. He tossed his space costume into the props box.
"Don't worry about that now," Dunkum said. "Summer's finally here!"
Dunkum's blind cousin, Ellen Mifflin, came around the curtains. Honey, her guide dog, led the way. The dog wore a shiny blue space suit and black wire antennas. He had played a poochy part in the playSpace Dog.
Abby and her younger sister, Carly, and Carly's best friend, Dee Dee Winters, crowded around Space Dog. "So ... how does Honey like show business?" asked Abby.
Ellen's eyes were closed. "Oh, she loves it. Don't you, girl?" She knelt down and hugged her dog. Ellen's long brown hair covered Honey's face.
"Wait till you see her brand-new tricks," Dunkum said. He took off the dog's costume and antennas.
"You're kidding. New tricks?" Abby asked. She sat beside Stacy, near Honey. The boys crowded around, too.
Ellen stood up, smiling. "Honey loves to perform. Don't you, big girl?"
"Woof, woof!" barked Honey.
"Give us a sneak preview," Eric pleaded.
A mischievous grin swept across Ellen's face. "Wait for the party," she said.
"Aw, why not now?" Jason begged.
"Because I need ice cream for the trick," Ellen said. She pushed her hair behind her ear.
"That reminds me," Dunkum said, looking at Jason. "Are you hungry for chocolate ice cream?"
Jason licked his lips and rubbed his stomach. "Wild pit bulls couldn't keep me away."
"Don't you mean wild horses?" Dunkum said.
"Horses ... pit bulls, whatever." Jason pranced around.
"I know a good pit bull joke," Ellen said. She held on to her dog's harness. "Want to hear it?"
Honey barked and shook her head.
"Hey, it looks like Honey just said no." Jason and the Cul-de-sac Kids watched Ellen's guide dog closely.
"Better cover Honey's ears when you talk about pit bulls," Dunkum joked.
Ellen giggled, feeling for Honey's ears. "There," she said, finding them. "Now, what did the pit bull say when he sat on a pile of sandpaper?"
The kids looked at one another. They shrugged their shoulders.
"I think we give up," Dunkum said, eager to know. "What did the pit bull say when he sat on the sandpaper?"
Ellen's eyes were open, but they stared straight ahead. " 'Rough, rough,' " she giggled.
"Hey, that's a good joke," Jason said as he headed for the door. He was usually the last person to arrive anywhere. But when it came to sweets, Jason Birchall was first in line!
Dunkum's parents waved from the back of the room. "We'll see you at the party," Dunkum's dad called.
Dunkum's house was across the street from the school. He and his friends were going to walk to the party.
Abby and Stacy followed Ellen and her guide dog down the stage steps. Jason and Eric joined the girls near the outside door. So did Dunkum.
Adam Henny, a kid with dirt on his face, showed up just then. "Where's everyone going?" he asked.
"No place special," Dunkum lied.
Adam was the last person Dunkum wanted hanging around. Adam's clothes looked like toxic waste dump specials. Especially the ratty red T-shirt he had on.
Besides that, Adam Henny was not a Cul-de-sac Kid. No way was Dunkum going to invite an outsider to his party!
The Midnight Mystery
Copyright © 2001, Beverly Lewis