At my hometown in Colorado, we had a roller skating rink called skate castle. All the popular kids went there to use their roller blades. No one used the tan skates they had. Only nerds used them. I hated it there. It reeked of cheese and feet. Which smell like the same thing. When I started reading this book, it brought back a lot of middle school memories.
Rebecca Robbins has to travel back home to sell her mother's roller skating rink. While there, a man is murdered in the girls restroom. She can't sell the place until the murder is solved and the police do diddly squat, so she decides to investigate herself. As she does, she gets wrapped up in the towns secrets and puts herself in danger.
I loved this book. It was funny and cute. Not once did I loose interest. It paints a wonderful picture of an small town with old people. I have found that a lot of the WorldWide Mystery novels are really good and don't take a lot of time to read. I definitely recommend this book. I still hate roller skating though.
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