The Mysteries of Whisper Bay: The Crossword Puzzle Mystery (Ch 12)

Blue, Not Green

“I’ll ask my mom,” Marta said.

Both she and Jimmy were impressed at what I’d worked on the previous night, but when I admitted that I was stumped by how to track down the creator of the puzzles, Marta stepped in with her offer of parental guidance.

“Can we do it today?” I asked.

“Sure.”

We were sitting under the tree in Marta’s yard, sipping Cokes, our bike…