BSC #17: Mary Anne's Bad Luck Mystery by Ann M. Martin
"This," said Kristy somberly, "is an emergency meeting of the Baby-sitters Club. You all know why you've been called here."
It was Sunday afternoon. The six main members of the club were in Claudia's room in our usual places. And yes, we all knew why we had been called there.
Because of me. Because I had tempted fate, thrown away a chain letter, then been sent a bad-luck charm, which I was forced to wear or else. Not knowing what "or else" meant was the only thing that kept me wearing the charm. Or else death? Death and destruction? Death, destruction and the end of civilisation as we know it? Claudia was afraid it could mean the end of junk food. Who knew? We weren't taking chances. We'd done enough of that already.
Happy Halloween! You'd never know it from the cover, but BSC #17 is totally the 1988 holiday special! And it's got everything you remember from a good old retro Halloween: homemade costumes, elaborate pranks, fruit mixed in with the junk food, and teenagers getting dressed up for a school dance but not trick or treating unless they're also baby-sitting. Ann M. Martin doesn't quite hit the 80s nostalgia bull's eye in this novel (the candy and other references are all "timeless") . . . but then again, how could she know that I'd be mining her series for pop culture references in the 2010s? =P There is one thing she got absolutely right, though, and boy does it take me back. Two words: chain letters.
This year, the BSC's Halloween, as individuals and as a club, is just that much creepier thanks to a mysterious letter that the club's Secretary Mary Anne Spier gets in the mail . . .