The Westing Game

by Ellen Raskin

Well, not even the “worse” could hurt Turtle Wexler. She was pure of heart and deed; she only kicked shins in self-defense, so that couldn’t count against her.

The executor of the Westing estate said the deceased requested that, in place of flowers, donations be sent to Blind Bowlers of America.

I, TURTLE WEXLER, CONFESS TO THOSE FOUR BOMBS. I’M SORRY, IT WAS A DUMB THING TO DO AND I WON’T DO IT AGAIN. BUT! I AM NOT THE BURGLAR AND I NEVER MURDERED ANYBODY, EVER. YOUR FRIEND, TURTLE