I shook my head. “You nearly gave me a heart attack! And your poor pregnant daughter!”
“Worth it for the best mystery-themed baby shower ever,” Mom insisted, squeezing my shoulder.
Looking around the room at the decorations, including the evidence markers beside the finger foods, “case file” gift bags, and a onesie that read, “Tiny Investigator”, I had to admit it was perfect.
As Peter arrived (he’d been in on it too, the traitor), I realized the greatest mystery was how my family had managed to surprise someone who’d grown up devouring every Nancy Drew book ever written.
And how much love could fit into one small room.
I’m super grateful to be surrounded by people who love me so much.

