TITLE: The Mis(s)fits: All that Glitters
GENRE: Contemporary Middle Grade Mystery
“Seriously, they might as well just lock me in the basement,” Celia said. “I mean, a FARM and a restaurant! Can you even?” She stopped abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk and put her hands on her hips. An impish Central Park breeze, scented with waffles and hot dogs, lifted her black veil and sent sunshine sparkles skipping across the surface of the pond.
“Now do I look like a farmer?” she asked. Indira Prabshan put on her Fake Serious Face as she looked at her best friend, a mirror of her own image. From Celia’s glossy black razor-cut hair to her manicured fingernails down to the soles of her designer sandals they were both city girls through and through, and had been ever since they met on the first day of kindergarten.
“Noooo. . .,” Indira said, dissolving into the giggly laugh Celia liked so well. In the middle of the kites and wedding parties the pretty girl in mourning clothes and her poodle dressed in matching black tweed raised a few jaded eyebrows.
“And does this look like a farm dog?” Celia asked, pointing at Coco. This time they both laughed because there was no way to even picture the handful of cotton candy fluff anywhere other than the upholstered brownstone streets of the Upper West Side. Coco wagged her tail. She liked attention even if she didn’t always understand it. Indira grew quiet.
“Look Cee, I don't know how to tell you this so I'm just going to come out and say it."