COCKATIELS AT SEVEN
The latest Meg Langslow book features Andrews' trademark humor as an ill-equipped Meg and her wacky family take on messy diapers and missing blankies. The mystery is less compelling, murky even, as two seemingly diverse subplots about exotic birds and embezzlement are awkwardly blended into one resolution.
Two days later, Meg is still on babysitting duty, and it seems her former friend has left town. She starts to suspect the worst when the boy's estranged father turns up dead. Can Meg get to the bottom of this mystery while lugging a diaper bag and car seat everywhere? She may have to if she wants her not-so-peaceful-and-quiet life back. (ST. MARTIN'S Minotaur, Jul., 320 pp., $23.95)