\u201cWell,\u201d said Arden between swigs of lemonade. \u201cThis riddle thing is a pretty cool old mystery, but what does it have to do with keeping your Uncle from getting pounded by Dudge Hunker?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cIt\u2019s just a feeling I have,\u201d replied Ari. \u201cMaybe there is a prize, or a reward, or something for solving the riddle. Maybe it\u2019s enough to pay off the loan for the deli.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cSeems a little far-fetched,\u201d said Arden with a skeptical glare. \u201cEven more far-fetched than randomly looking in a statue and finding a note.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cIt wasn\u2019t quite random.\u201d said Ari. <\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cIt wasn\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cKind of random, actually,\u201d he added. He was pretty sure Arden knew he was holding something back, just because of the way she was looking at him, but she didn\u2019t press the question.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cOkay then,\u201d said Arden standing up abruptly. \u201cWe\u2019re here, so let\u2019s see if we can find old Yumigawa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\tBut there wasn\u2019t much more to find in the weedy, flowery, overgrown section where they\u2019d been eating, so they moved to the remaining unexplored collection of old markers near the very back of the churchyard. <\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cYumigawa, Yumigawa, Yumigawa…\u201d chanted Ari as he scanned headstone after headstone, none of which said Yumigawa. \u201cYumigawa, Pansy Smith, Yumigawa, Parker Perkins…no Yumigawa…no Yumigawa…\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cYumigawa!\u201d called Arden. \u201cI got him!\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\tAri clambered over Parker Perkins to see the marker Arden was examining. <\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cKyandi Yumigawa,\u201d<\/em> she read, \u201cBirth unknown, Died November 1, 1910…From the Orient you sailed with haste, to bring us treats of utmost taste.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n \n\t\u201cThat means candy,\u201d said Ari. He pulled out the riddle. \u201cYumigawa crossed the seas…Notice where he came from please….<\/em>okay, so…he came from the Orient.\u201d<\/p>\n \n\tArden opened her notebook and wrote. \u201cEyes, guide, black, and…orient.\u201d<\/p>\n \n\t\u201cSo now we just need Charlie Krew,\u201d said Ari, \u201cand…Effie.\u201d<\/p>\n \n\t\u201cSo let\u2019s look over….nowhere,\u201d said Arden. \u201cThere is nowhere else. We\u2019ve read every single headstone in St. Zita\u2019s cemetery.\u201d<\/p>\n \n\t\u201cMaybe some got bulldozed or broken or something,\u201d suggested Ari. \u201cOr maybe they\u2019re in another cemetery.\u201d He scrutinized the riddle yet again as if he could have possibly missed a clue.<\/p>\n \n\t\u201cOr maybe we\u2019ll just have to go back to Miss Samms with what we\u2019ve got,\u201d said Arden. \u201cShe said something about knowing Charlie and Effie anyway.\u201d She pointed at the church building. \u201cGive me the trash. Maybe there\u2019s a trash can in there.\u201d<\/p>\n \n\tArden went in the backdoor of the church. Ari sat and stared at Yumigawa\u2019s gravestone wondering how best to bring up the subject of Dewey Daylatch. So there was this guy in the deli, with his dog, in the middle of the night…but he wasn\u2019t really a real guy exactly…or a real dog. This could potentially be very embarrassing. He spent the next several minutes alternating between feeling convinced he shouldn\u2019t mention it after all, and having an overwhelming urge to do so anyway.<\/p>\n \n\tJust as he\u2019d decided to start by saying, Arden, there\u2019s something really weird I\u2019ve got to tell you,<\/em> the back door of St. Zita\u2019s opened and Arden was standing there looking strangely nervous.<\/p>\n \n\t\u201cAri,\u201d she said, \u201cCan you come in here? There\u2019s something really weird I\u2019ve got to tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u201cWell,\u201d said Arden between swigs of lemonade. \u201cThis riddle thing is a pretty cool old mystery, but what does it have to do with keeping your Uncle from getting pounded by Dudge Hunker?\u201d \u201cIt\u2019s just a feeling I have,\u201d replied Ari. \u201cMaybe there is a prize, or a reward, or something for solving the riddle. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/208"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=208"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/208\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":209,"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/208\/revisions\/209"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=208"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=208"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.emilygillespieclement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=208"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}