The Mystery in Sweetheart Subdivision

"My television is gone!" shrieked a shrill voice over the phone.


Ms. Trace O. Wit braced herself for a lively conversation with her neighbor, Ms. Hiss Terical. The poor woman was always shrieking about something. Ms. Wit put on her headset and attacked her sticky kitchen counter while she listened.


"Calm down, dear, and tell me what happened," said Ms. Wit with a voice like thick golden honey.


"Someone has stolen the television. Our other neighbors, the Prims, had their jewelry stolen. Imagine crimes like this in our pristine neighborhood," said the frazzled neighbor. Her shrill tone had given way to a heartbroken sound.


Visitors to Sweetheart Subdivision often thought of candy as they looked over the suburb. Gumdrop-shaped shrubs hugged the homes. Round, lollipop-colored flowers popped up along the rock-candy walkways. Shiny, clipped lawns rolled out from the houses like smooth, green fruit leather. The white flowers on some trees looked as though someone had stuck marshmallows on the branches. Sweetheart Subdivision truly looked delicious!


Ms. Trace O. Wit got off the phone as soon as she could. She tried to comfort her friend, but these crimes shocked everyone. Ms. Wit felt uneasy.


Ms. Wit pondered these crimes as she finished her onslaught on the dirty countertops. Ms. Wit had won the first battle of her domestic war as she surveyed the shiny countertop.


Ms. Wit's next project was to oversee the new gardener she had hired, who would be arriving soon. She felt confident in her decision to try this new gardener because both Ms. Prim and Ms. Hiss Terical had recommended him.


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