Her interest in detecting comes from her affection for her adoring prosecutor father and the memory of her medical-student mother. Though unpopular Myrtle leans in to a self-image as “the precocious daughter who lurked about everywhere being impertinent and morbid,” she has allies. With her magnifying lens, her specimen jars, and her stubbornness, Myrtle will prove the old lady was killed-and find the murderer, to boot.
Though the police say the old lady had a heart attack, Myrtle disagrees. Twelve-year-old Myrtle, who might have just been spying-er, Observing!-the neighborhood with her telescope, is convinced that prickly Miss Wodehouse has been the victim of foul play.
An aspiring sleuth in Victorian England is convinced her neighbor’s death was no accident.
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