This month every book, except for one, was a mystery of some sort. In other words, I got my Scooby-Do on and put my nose to the ground to sniff out some bad guys. But not for a Scooby treat. Nope. I’m more high class than dog treats. I work for red velvet cupcakes, salted caramels and dark chocolate. 😀 And just like in Scooby Do, some villains were surprising, some were good and some were Old Man Winters (i.e. lame).