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Informationen zum Autor Carolyn Keene is the author of the ever-popular Nancy Drew books. Klappentext Copyright page mistakenly indicates that this is a paperback edition.Secret at Mystic Lake CHAPTER ONE Just One Small Problem “I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M DOING this,” my friend Bess Marvin muttered, poking morosely at her eggs. George Fayne, my other friend and Bess’s cousin, elbowed her and grinned. “It’s because you love me so much,” she said. “Just remember that.” We were all eating breakfast at the quaint inn where our upcoming three-day bike tour around the scenic, sprawling Mystic Lake Park was about to start. George’s parents had bought the trip for all three of us as a birthday gift to George, and they’d come to drop us off so we wouldn’t have to leave our cars. Bess wasn’t exactly as thrilled about the trip as George and I were. In fact, she was distinctly unthrilled. “It’ll be good for you, Bess,” Mr. Fayne said. “Get out of town for a few days. Get back to nature. Get some exercise. . . .” Bess sighed and looked balefully at her cousin. “Why can’t you be really into outlet shopping?” she asked. “Why can’t your most dearly held birthday wish be, like, sitting on a beach in Saint Thomas for three days?” George shook her head. “Because I’m not you?” she retorted. “Come on, Bess. This will be fun. I bet you’ll end up loving it.” Though they were related, Bess and George couldn’t be more different from each other. George was sharp, sensible, and outdoorsy; Bess was cheerful, fashionable, and decidedly not outdoorsy. “Like I’ve been loving all our practice rides?” Bess asked snarkily, then couldn’t help breaking into a smile. George and I both started laughing. “Come on, Bess,” I said, gently nudging her. “You only cried for the first hour last time!” The truth was that Bess had been a pretty good sport on the practice rides the three of us had taken around our hometown of River Heights. We’d started at ten miles and worked our way up to thirty-five, which was the length of the rides we’d be taking on the tour. I was no athlete, but I kind of liked the bike rides; it was exhilarating whooshing through the town, almost like you were flying. I’d been sore for days after the first couple of rides, but gradually I’d gotten stronger. After our last ride, I hadn’t had to take even one aspirin. “Ooh, look,” said George, pointing at a tall, honey-blond girl who’d just stepped into the dining room. She was wearing bike shorts and a slim tank top, and her hair was pulled back into a sleek low ponytail. Behind her came a boy about her age, also with honey-blond hair, but his was cut short and matched the stubble on his face and chin. He wore a pair of cargo shorts and a baggy T-shirt that read A LEGEND IN MY OWN TIME. “I think that’s Caitlin and Henry—they’re twins, and they’re leading the tour.” Our tour was run by a business called Adventures & Company that George said ran lots of these types of trips, but Caitlin and Henry had been featured online as the coleaders of our particular trek. Caitlin smiled and headed toward us, gesturing for Henry, who looked less enthusiastic, to follow. “Hi, I’m Caitlin Moorehead. Are you all here for the bike tour?” “We are,” said Bess, standing and offering her hand. “I’m Bess Marvin, and this is my cousin George Fayne and my friend Nancy Drew.” Caitlin and Henry shook each of our hands. “Welcome,” said Caitlin. ̶ Zusammenfassung A few nights in nature take a nasty turn for Nancy and her friends in this sixth book of the Nancy Drew Diaries! a fresh approach to a classic series. To celebrate her birthday!...
