Wedding Day Disaster by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Aladdin

Chapter Five

Butter Sputter

“What’s the matter with that poor girl?” Hannah whispered as Kendall spit pieces of popcorn on the floor.

“I guess she hates butter after all.” Nancy chuckled.

The girls took their minds off the case to watch Henry the Hero Hound. After the movie, Hannah drove them straight back to their detective headquarters.

“Should we take Kendall off our suspect list?” George asked as she opened their case file. “She wasn’t lying about hating butter.”

“She still could have ruined the cake just to be bratty,” Bess pointed out.

“True,” said Nancy. “But that footprint we found was way too big to be Kendall’s, remember?”

“And remember how clean Kendall’s dress was?” Bess asked. “With a big chunk of cake like that, she would have gotten messy for sure!”

“She’s got a big mouth, too, remember?” George said. But she deleted Kendall’s name from their suspect list.

“That leaves us with Mr. Kernkraut,” Nancy concluded. “And we have his messy tie to prove it!”

Mr. Drew smiled as he stepped into the room. Nancy’s chocolate Labrador puppy, Chocolate Chip, scampered after him.

“How was the movie?” Mr. Drew asked.

“Awesome, Daddy!” said Nancy. “Henry the Hero Hound sniffed a boy’s sneaker—then tracked him all the way to the woods where he was lost!”

Chip jumped up on Nancy and wagged her tail.

“You’re a good dog too, Chip!” Nancy said, just in case her puppy was jealous.

“Well,” Mr. Drew announced with a smile, “I have another blockbuster film downstairs you might like.”

“Which one?” asked George.

“The film I took at the wedding last night!” Mr. Drew said. “Starring Nancy, Bess, and George!”

All three girls thundered down the stairs to the Drews’ den. They sat in front of the TV screen to watch the wedding movie. They giggled when they saw themselves dancing the Electric Train.

Suddenly Nancy noticed something in the background. A woman was stepping out of the cake room.

Grabbing the remote, Nancy pressed the pause button. She wiggled closer to the screen, pointed, and said, “Look, isn’t that Aunt Patsy?”

“What was she doing in the cake room?” asked Bess.

Nancy practically pressed her nose against the screen as she looked closer. There was something in Aunt Patsy’s hands. It looked like a purple container—the plastic kind that Hannah kept leftovers in.

“If you ask me,” Nancy said slowly, “Aunt Patsy is taking the cake!”

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