You never know what
you are going to get. Three Times Lucky was another book I
had checked out because it was getting Newbery attention. And I wasn’t excited
for one reason – the word “lucky” in the title. I am utterly serious. In 2007, The Higher Power of Lucky by Susan Patron won the Newbery Award and I downright despised it. That
book might be the very one that began my love/hate relationship with the
Newbery Committees. I look forward to award announcements with spastic
excitement and lambast their decision with equal fervor. I am a librarian, what
can I say – I want books that I can actually recommend to my young patrons. So
when Three Times Lucky received a Newbery
Honor, I was resigned to read it.
No, it is not Bomb, not even close, but it blows Ivan out of the water, easily, for me. I had just finished the choppy, disjointed,
fictional docu/biography No Crystal Stair and I was in need of beautiful, flowing language. Three Times Lucky had it – readability – to give
in abundance. From the first page I was hooked. I was in love. Here were kids,
characters, free to roam and do as they please, including running the town café
when the adults are in absentia. Pure fiction in my mind, but I don’t, in fact
– mind.
Moses LoBeau and her
best friend Dale Earnhardt Johnson III spend their summers fishing and serving
up peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with Mountain Dew at Mo’s adoptive
parents’ Café. But this summer, these “rising sixth graders” will be too busy
to do either. This summer, the kids will become the “Desperado Detective
Service” solving murder mysteries and locating lost felines.
There is more than one
mystery to solve in this novel. Mo LoBeau is in search of her “Upstream
Mother.” Mo was blown into Tupelo Landing, on the winds of a hurricane, lashed
to a raft. Mo was discovered and rescued by a man known as the Colonel who
would become her father. The Colonel is a mystery as well. He doesn’t remember
the person he was before the accident that placed him on the scene of Mo’s
blustery arrival. However, the book surrounds the mystery of the murder of Mr.
Jesse, a man so crotchety that no one is sorry to see him go except the Sheriff
who must find the killer.
If I had any complaint
with this book, it was that there were two too many twists and turns towards
the end. Confusion was added when a secondary character known by her surname,
started being referred to by her first name. However, the list of quirky
characters served up with a dose of southern slang, more than made up for such
paltry complaints. I can picture this book being played out on Broadway. The
characters are big enough to hold an audience. There is already a sequel in the
works!
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