Playing Nancy Drew

By Jennifer David Hesse One Christmas many years ago, when I was a young woman living in New York, my husband and I made a trip back to the Midwest to visit our families. This particular year my mom had bought a game—I don’t remember if the game was a gift for one of my younger sisters, or if it was a house game for everyone to play. But I do remember gathering around my parents’ computer to check it out—one person in control of the mouse and everyone else backseat driving. My brothers might...