It was called ‘Pandora’s Box.’”
“What kind of story?” Violet asked.
“Well, Pandora gets a box on her wedding day,” Jessie began, “that she isn’t supposed to open. Only, her curiosity gets the better of her.”
Benny’s eyes were big. “And she opens the box?”
Jessie was thinking hard. “She does open it, but … I can’t remember what happens next.”
“Maybe we should find out what happens next,” Violet suggested. “It might be a clue. We can go to the library in the morning.”
“That’s a great idea,” said Henry.
“I just hope we’re on the right track this time,” Benny said with a sigh.
“We all hope that, Benny,” said Jessie.
CHAPTER 8
Don’t I Know You?
The next morning, the four Alden children made their way to the Greenfield Public Library. After propping their bikes against a tree, they hurried up the steps. Jessie suddenly stopped with a hand on the doorknob.
“What is it, Jessie?” Violet asked.
Jessie nodded towards a bronze plaque above the door. “I never really noticed the words on that plaque before.”
“What does it say, Jessie?” Benny asked.
Jessie read the words aloud. ‘“The Greenfield Public Library is dedicated to Abigail Penner.’”
Henry frowned. “That’s weird.”
“What’s weird about that, Henry?” asked Benny. “The Penner family gave the town money to build the library. At least, that’s what Grandfather told us last night.”
“Grandfather said something else, too,” Henry added in a puzzled voice. “He thought Brandon Penner had married somebody named Abigail. Remember?”
“I guess Grandfather got it wrong,” said Violet, as they stepped inside the library. “Maybe Abigail was Brandon’s sister.” With that, they made their way to a long table with a row of computers on it.
“Let’s look up ‘Pandora,’” Henry said.
“Good idea,” said Jessie.
It wasn’t long before the children found five books. As they made their way to an empty table, Jessie looked over her shoulder uneasily.
“What is it, Jessie?” Henry whispered. He could see that something was troubling her.
“I’m not sure,” Jessie said, keeping her voice low. “I just have the strangest feeling we’re being watched.”
Henry took a quick glance around the room. “I don’t see anyone suspicious.”
“It’s probably nothing,” Jessie said. Still, something didn’t seem quite right.
As they looked over the titles, Violet remarked, “These books are all about Greek myths.”
“What’s a myth?” Benny wanted to know.
Jessie smiled at her little brother. “A myth is a kind of story from a long time ago,” she explained. “It isn’t true. It’s just made up.”
With their heads bent over their books, the Aldens searched for information about Pandora and her box. Henry came across a story about a winged horse named Pegasus. Then Benny and Violet found one about a girl named Echo, who could only repeat what other people said. Finally, Jessie hit the jackpot.
“I found it!” she said in a loud whisper.
The others leaned closer while Jessie read them the story of Pandora’s Box. It was about a girl who received a box on her wedding day. The box came with a warning—it must never be opened. But Pandora, who was a very curious girl, couldn’t resist. One day, she opened the lid and peeked inside. All sorts of troubles flew out into the world. When Pandora closed the lid, there was only one thing left inside the box—hope.
As Jessie finished reading, the Aldens looked at each other in bewilderment.
“That was a good story,” Benny said. “But how does it fit into the mystery?”
“I can’t help wondering about that myself,” said Violet. “Any ideas, Henry?”
But Henry didn’t answer. His head was bent over another book.
“Henry?” said Jessie. “What are you reading?”
Henry held the book up. “It’s called Fun Facts About Leap Years ,” he said. “And guess what? 1904 really was a leap
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