I have shelves of mysteries by Agatha Christie; everything from 1920s capers to later, darker tales in sleepy villages. Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie reminds me of the latter. Decaying English country houses, reading 18th century novels aloud in the drawing room, poison, flying down shady lanes on bicycles, dead bodies in the cucumber patch.... Granted, the title is a little odd and the main character is far too precocious for an eleven-year-old. It is still, however, an extremely fun, smart, good read.
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