When I was in 4th grade, the table I sat at in the school library was adjacent to the k-shelf where I could eye those inviting spines labeled: Carolyn Keene. I read at least one a month that year.
Returning to her as an adult, I'm delighted to find Nancy Drew as awesome as I remember her. The writing is quaint, but strong enough to stand the test of time. This particular volume was chock-full of Nancy-in-peril scenes, but also pretty convoluted in the plot department and some bits of the conclusion seemed to come out of left field.