When she turned, Viola was shocked to find Rosie clutching her sleeve. “Oh my goodness, Viola,” said Rosie, panicked, “have you heard?” “No! What?” Viola reeled. Had Principal Dzielski been kidnapped? Did the old Reynolds house finally collapse? Were they giving away free ice cream in the cafeteria? “Clea Keene is starting her own mystery club!” Rosie proclaimed. Viola felt as though she’d been knocked against the wall. All of her “let’s give Clea a chance” feelings suddenly vanished. “She doesn’t even like mysteries.” “Well, she says she does. She’s also mentioned that she thinks the Question Marks Mystery Club hasn’t been dependable lately and that someone else needs to stand up for the students of Moon Hollow Middle School.” “What’s she talking about?” Rosie simply raised an eyebrow. “The thing with Mickey and the graffiti?” Viola asked. Rosie nodded. “Granted, that wasn’t a nice thing for Woodrow to do, but he came clean. And we did get Mickey to change.”
