"Ah, THIS is a mystery!" Rowan solemnly exclaimed.
There was a brightness that lit his face as he picked up the Brach's candy wrapper from off the carpeted staircase leading to his Apartment door. He reveled in the complexity of it. A wrapper. The stairs. Not a single trace of who may have left it there. At least, not to the average fellow, but Rowan, the Great Boy Detective was not your average fellow. No.
I didn't comprehend at first, the importance of this empty candy package. There's no candy in it, so why did it matter?
"Someone left this wrapper on our stairs. That person is a Litterbug. This wrapper is a CLUE. And WE must collect all the clues to find out who this litterbug is." Rowan explained, half disgusted by my lack of brains and half eager to share his own superior intelligence.
I felt his conviction even if I was not yet entirely keen on this plight.
What vile miscreant would do this? What does the clue mean? What's for dinner?
Only by accompanying him on this pursuit would I begin to understand the ways in which the mazes of his mind twist and connect to expose seemingly unrelated information for what it truly is. I am merely an observer in his quest for answers; his game of wits.
Stay tuned as the mystery unravels with more adventures of Rowan, the Great Boy Detective.
