The kids are back playing at the uranium mine again, and clearly the stupidity has numbed my brain because I'm less shocked at it than I was last time. Except now a whole town has sprung up around the mine, including the family of an old friend of Benny's, headed up by a single mum who likes to bake what are no doubt radioactive pies. Fine, whatever - at least I'm not eating them. But radioactive pie family has their house burned down, and figuring out who did it is the not-very-interesting mystery at the centre of the story. (You would think it was burned down by people who don't want glow-in-the-dark pies, but you'd be wrong.) It gains a star on the last volume because after Madame Curie's pink baking shack is burned down, all the neighbours get together to build her and her kids a new house, and replace her furniture and so on, and I do appreciate the kindness even if I don't care for the cooking. I will say, though, that maybe the neighbours don't care for it either, because the new dwelling they build doesn't have a bathroom. (Where's this woman washing herself before she makes her death pies? NOWHERE.)