Bert, Alice, and Apache spend their summer vacation travelling around the country. When Bert sees a sign for a wax museum, they decide to stop in the small town of Overdale. Once in the town they find out that the museum has been shut down because of odd happenings. Several visitors have been hurt by wax statues coming to life. Bert smells something fishy after he finds out that one of the visitors is suing. He decided to take on the case in exchange for apple pie. While on an undercover operation, Bert himself is attacked by a wax man-eating monster called a Wendingo. Bert, however, realizes that the Wendingo isn’t really a wax sculpture come to life, but rather a real person.Type: Short StoryEst. Reading Time: 27 Min. 11 Sec.Book ExtractThe next morning, after a good night’s sleep, Bert ate breakfast with the Bowens, Alice, and Apache.“I don’t know how you were able to sleep last night, Bert,” Elinor said, giving him three more fried eggs.“Me either,” Alice said, rubbing her eyes and drinking her coffee in big gulps. “That thing gave me nightmares every time I would start falling asleep.” Alice shook her head and refilled her coffee cup.Apache was allowed to sit at the table with the humans, which she enjoyed. She added an emphatic meow in agreement with Alice. “You did a good job last night, Apache,” Elinor said, filling her bowl back up with cream.“What did Apache do?” Bert said, shoveling the last bit of the eggs into his mouth. He grabbed another piece of toast and slathered peanut butter on it.“She was the one that attacked the Wendingo,” George said, looking up from his paper. “Hey, did you read that the crazy girl that’s suing us in back in town. Article says that she plans on picketing the reopening.” He abruptly changed the subject.“Well, that confirms the theory now,” Bert said with a mouth full of sticky peanut butter. “Elinor, do you think you could get me a glass of milk? This toast is phenomenal, by the way.”“Oh thank you! It’s made with homemade bread,” Elinor replied handing him a tall glass of whole milk. “Bert, don’t keep us guessing,” Alice said, poking him in the arm. “He does this every time. He likes to have a big reveal.” Alice was on her fourth cup of coffee, and while she was still tired, her hands shook from all the caffeine.“I’m just waiting for the lab report to come back in,” Bert said and then washed down the whole glass of milk in one swallow. “I don’t want to accuse the parties before I have all my ducks in a row.”While Elinor cleaned up breakfast, Bert did some more digging. He read the newspaper article about the girl who was suing the museum and looked her up on the internet. Her name was Marigold Evergreen. Everywhere that Ms. Evergreen went, law suits followed. A year ago she won a lawsuit against another mom and pop establishment in North Dakota: The Badlands Bed and Breakfast. She claimed that the older couple, Mr. and Mrs. Ebels, locked her in her room for over a week. The Ebels said she just never came out of her room. The court decided in Ms. Evergreen’s favor. After a quick lunch, which for Bert included four sandwiches, two apples, and five pieces of Elinor’s famous apple pie, the phone rang with news from the sheriff’s office. The lab report had come in from the mysterious wax substance that Bert had gotten off the Wendingo.“All right, everyone, let’s go see the Sheriff and get his case closed,” Bert said walking out the front door. He couldn’t wait for the big reveal.