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There’s a thief at Camp Wild-in-the-Woods, and it’s up to Dawn Bosco to catch her!


Dawn Bosco and Jill Simon are going away to Camp Wild-in-the-Woods for the first time. There will be horseback riding and swimming and walks in the woods and cookouts with marshmallows.


But the other girls at camp, the ones from the Coolidge School, don’t seem very friendly. And then someone steals Dawn’s mirror and special pin, the ones her grandmother gave her. Dawn’s summer will be ruined if she doesn’t find the thief—and soon!


This ebook features an illustrated biography of Patricia Reilly Giff including rare photos from the author’s personal collection.

Published: Open Road Media Young Readers an imprint of Open Road Integrated Media on
ISBN: 9781453220436
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DAWN BOSCO LOOKED around her room. What a mess.

Boxes were all over the place.

So were clothes.

Orange and white T-shirts.

A shiny red bathing suit.

Blue plaid socks.

Hurry, said Noni, her grandmother. Get dressed. Everything has to go into the suitcase.

Dawn sat on her bed. I think I changed my mind.

Her mother popped her head in the door. Camp day. Camp Wild-in-the-Woods.

I guess I’m not going after all, said Dawn.

Just think, said Noni. "Swimming in Lake Wild-in-the-Woods.

Dawn shivered. Snakes.

Walks in the woods, said her mother.

Bears, said Dawn.

Noni looked up at the ceiling. Horseback riding.

I forgot about that, Dawn said.

Cookouts with marshmallows, said her mother.

You’re right, said Dawn.

She pulled on her Polk Street School T-shirt.

She yanked on her sneakers.

She stood up and hopped over her suitcase.

She landed on her Polka Dot Detective Box.

The box sailed across the room.

Dawn sailed with it.

She banged her head on the floor.


Rub it hard. Noni clicked her teeth. Why are you taking that detective box anyway?

I never went to western camp before.

Noni smiled. You never went to any camp.

I know. Dawn swallowed. That’s why I have to take everything.

Dawn’s father came down the hall. Hurry. You’ll miss the bus.

Ready? asked Noni.

Dawn looked around. Not ready.

Noni sighed. Now what?

My hat. The one that says POLKA DOT PRIVATE EYE.

The bus is across the street, her brother, Chris, yelled. It’s in front of the Polk Street School.

Hurry, yelled Noni.

Dawn crawled under her bed.

Not there.

She dived into her closet.

Last winter’s boots were there. An old coloring book. Her tulip costume.

She held up the costume. Maybe I’ll bring—

There isn’t even room for a toothpick, Noni said.

Dawn reached deeper into her closet. Here!

She shoved the hat into her detective box.