For this Friday First post, I’d like to talk about my first mystery book. I learned about mysteries from my mom, who introduced me to a young woman named…
My mom read Nancy Drew books growing up. She loved them! So of course, she decided to share these books with me when I was growing up. I think I was around ten or eleven when I started reading Nancy Drew books. Up to that point, books had been pretty straightforward stories for me. There was usually a “good guy,” a “bad guy,” a lesson to be learned, and it was pretty clear who was who. I had never read a story in which I had to figure out who was who and what was really going on. The idea of a mystery was something new and exciting.