How can I describe the way I felt when I laid eyes on these two books in the Uufda used bookstore in John Day, Oregon?
It was like I'd been living in house for 30 years and suddenly opened a door I'd forgotten even existed. 
That's what I love about illustration and image--they can take you back instantly! To somewhere you'd forgotten you'd ever been. And suddenly a whole world opens up. Which brings us to Meg. I forgot this series even existed, but when I saw these two books, I remembered that I'd read them both and had been an avid reader of the Meg--wait for it--Duncan series of mysteries. Yes, my son is named Duncan. Coincidence? Anyway, I bought both books to reread myself. You can't have them. At least not yet. 
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