"And that's what I did over spring break." Moira said, proudly holding up the London newspaper with her, Peter, Holmes, and Watson on the front page.
The entire class clapped their hands in applause. She gave a tiny bow.
"Wow! That's quite the adventure!" Mrs. McHenry said in astonishment.
"Thank you, Mrs. McHenry." Moira replied with a smile.
"Just like Sabrina Drake, huh?" Shelley Sue asked as she raised her hand.
"You could say that, sure." Moira chuckled, nodding her head.
"Well, I still can't believe you actually solved a real live mystery in London!" Giselle cried, raising her hand.
"I know what you mean, Giselle. But if I didn't experience it for myself, I probably wouldn't believe it either. But after that experience, I now know exactly what I want to be when I grow up. I want to be a detective, just like Shamus Holmes." Moira explained.
"A detective, hmm?" Mrs. McHenry asked.
"That's' right, ma'am. And if I'm really going to be a master sleuth, I realized I'm going to need all of the practice I can get. And that's why I decided I'm going to start my own junior detective agency. I call it 'Frankenweenie Investigations'. If there's ever a case to crack, a mystery to solve, a secret to uncover, I'll be there." She looked at the newspaper in her hands and smiled. "And maybe someday, I'll be just as good as the great Shamus Holmes."
The class clapped their hands again.
"But being a detective is a pretty big job. Are you sure you can handle it, dear?" Mrs. McHenry asked.
"I know it won't be easy, but I'm sure I'll be fine." She answered.
"How are you so sure, hmm?" Giselle asked.
Moira smirked. "…Elementary, my dear Giselle. Elementary."