Ellen Raskin's The Westing Game
I'm rereading this for YA book club--NOT that I mind, since it's one of my all-time favorites and it's been a few years since I last read it--so long that I'd forgotten just how good it was. I love the sort of arch narrative voice, the remarkably diverse cast for a book written in 1979 (though it feels timeless), how no one is what they seem, how Raskin clearly has great affection for all the characters, and basically everything else about this. I mean, I am totally weepy now about it! I recognize that some of the epilogue part is a little bit awkward but I don't even care, this is seriously the best book. Turtle Wexler is my patronus.
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