Mysteries & Detective Stories
A Thief in the House of Memory
It has been six years since sixteen-year-old Dec's free-spirited mother, Lindy, disappeared. Dec feels so trapped in the present that he has avoided examining his past. But when an intruder dies in the museum-like family home, the man's death sends forth tremors that reawaken forgotten memories. Suddenly Dec is flooded with visions of his mother so …
A Weekend at the Grand Hotel
Join Sam: Dog Detective on her fifth funny adventure as she enjoys a little family holiday at the Grand Hotel. And what could be more exciting than the bustling lobby of a big hotel? Guests arrive, people meet -- and signals are exchanged. For Sam, this can mean only one thing: spies, and lots of them! Everyone seems awfully suspicious, what with e …
Absolute Pressure
Ian has been going to Key West every summer for years, helping his Uncle Gord at his dive shop and spending as much time as he can underwater. When he's not diving, he's admiring Sherri, the girl who works at the dive shop, and wondering how she would feel if he told her that he tastes blackberries whenever he sees her. A series of accidents leads …
For a couple of seconds, I bucked and danced at the end of my line. I was like a rag doll shaken by a giant. Was it a great white shark, twisting and turning me from side to side, like a bulldog with a rat in its jaws?I couldn't see what was happening. It was dark, and air bubbles kept exploding around my face mask. Don't panic! I told myself. Don't panic!I tried to think it through. I didn't feel razor-sharp teeth cutting through my wet suit. So it wasn't a shark.Don't panic. Don't panic.
Addison Addley and the Trick of the Eye
Addison's mother wants to sell their comfortable old house and move into a townhouse in a new development across town#&8212;a shoe box near a shoe factory, Addison calls it. As usual, Addison's brain goes into overdrive as he tries to solve two problems: first he must get his mother to see their old house in a new light, and then he must figure out …
I tried one more time to get to sleep, but now my eyelids didn't want to behave. Did you ever notice how your eyelids futter back and forth really fast when you're trying to be still so you can sleep? The more you want them to stop moving, the faster they jump around. Same with your brain. The more you want it to slow down, the faster ideas and pictures come storming through. Like right now, ripped notes and slimy worms and broken steps were playing hide-and-seek in my head.