Free The Midnight Mystery by Beverly Lewis

ONE
    The end of the school year had come. At last!
    Dunkum Mifflin had been counting the days. He was rip-roaring ready for summer.
    He and Abby Hunter stood tall on the school stage. Miss Hershey’s class was taking their curtain call. They bowed low as the audience clapped.
    Yahoo! End of school , thought Dunkum.
    The audience kept clapping.

    Then . . . swoosh! The stage curtains dropped and the lights went up. The Blossom Hill School spring play was finished. A smashing success.
    Dunkum and Abby hurried backstage. The other Cul-de-sac Kids were waiting in the wings, behind the curtains. They were all smiles.
    Abby was the president of the block club. Five boys and four girls. They loved adventure and solving mysteries. Their club slogan was “Cul-de-sac Kids stick together.”
    Dunkum removed his space-captain suit. Carefully, he placed it in the props box. “What a cool play,” he said.
    Abby’s eyes danced. “Lots better than last year!”
    â€œYep, sure was,” Jason Birchall said. He was prancing and jiving about, as usual.
    Eric Hagel and Jason gave Dunkumand Abby high fives. “All the practicing paid off,” said Eric.
    â€œTime to celebrate!” said Jason.
    â€œEveryone’s coming to my house,” Dunkum said, grinning. He had sent out invitations for an ice-cream party.
    Jason’s eyes grew bigger. “What are we waiting for?” he asked. “Let’s get going.”
    Eric and Stacy Henry agreed. “Junk food, here we come,” Stacy said. And Eric gave a thumbs-up.
    â€œWe won’t be in Miss Hershey’s class next year,” Jason said. He tossed his space costume into the props box.
    â€œDon’t worry about that now,” Dunkum said. “Summer’s finally here!”
    Dunkum’s blind cousin, Ellen Mifflin, came around the curtains. Honey, her guide dog, led the way. The dog wore a shiny blue space suit and black wire antennas. He had played a poochy part in the play—Space Dog.
    Abby and her younger sister, Carly, and Carly’s best friend, Dee Dee Winters, crowded around Space Dog. “So . . . how does Honey like show business?” asked Abby.
    Ellen’s eyes were closed. “Oh, she loves it. Don’t you, girl?” She knelt down and hugged her dog. Ellen’s long brown hair covered Honey’s face.
    â€œWait till you see her brand-new tricks,” Dunkum said. He took off the dog’s costume and antennas.
    â€œYou’re kidding. New tricks?” Abby asked. She sat beside Stacy, near Honey. The boys crowded around, too.
    Ellen stood up, smiling. “Honey loves to perform. Don’t you, big girl?”
    â€œWoof, woof!” barked Honey. “Give us a sneak preview,” Eric pleaded.
    A mischievous grin swept across Ellen’s face. “Wait for the party,” she said.
    â€œAw, why not now?” Jason begged. “Because I need ice cream for the trick,” Ellen said. She pushed her hair behind her ear.
    â€œThat reminds me,” Dunkum said, looking at Jason. “Are you hungry for chocolate ice cream?”
    Jason licked his lips and rubbed his stomach. “Wild pit bulls couldn’t keep me away.”
    â€œDon’t you mean wild horses ?” Dunkum said.
    â€œHorses . . . pit bulls, whatever.” Jason pranced around.
    â€œI know a good pit bull joke,” Ellen said. She held on to her dog’s harness. “Want to hear it?”
    Honey barked and shook her head.
    â€œHey, it looks like Honey just said no.” Jason and the Cul-de-sac Kids watched Ellen’s guide dog closely.
    â€œBetter cover Honey’s ears when youtalk about pit bulls,” Dunkum joked.
    Ellen giggled, feeling for Honey’s ears. “There,” she said, finding them. “Now, what did the pit bull say when he sat on a pile of sandpaper?”
    The kids looked at one another. They shrugged their shoulders.
    â€œI think we give