“I’m sooo bored …,” Bess complained as she flipped through the pages of an old magazine.
It was a beautiful day and eight-year-old best friends Nancy Drew, Bess Marvin, and George Fayne were hanging out in Nancy’s bedroom with no real plans.
Nancy was splayed out on the floor, making a castle out of dominoes. “I’ll do whatever you guys want to do,” she said, momentarily distracted by a metal clanking sound coming through the open window. Blocking it out, Nancy continued building her guard tower.
“We need an...