Uncle Pete
the grill master“I was down on the dock for the family photo. Look for me in the front row, holding up my fishing pole.”
At the Johnson family reunion at the lake house, Grandpa Joe's prize-winning peach pie vanished from the kitchen windowsill where it was cooling. Grandpa set it there at 1:00 p.m., and it was gone by 1:30. At 1:15, cousin Mia snapped a big group photo of the family on the dock. Grandpa Joe's list of suspects is short: the three relatives who don't appear anywhere in that photo. Later, an empty pie tin was found behind the woodpile.
“I was down on the dock for the family photo. Look for me in the front row, holding up my fishing pole.”
“I was upstairs taking a nap. I slept right through the photo, and I'm still upset nobody woke me up.”
“I drove to the store for more ice at 12:45 and didn't get back until about 2:00. The receipt in my car says 1:20.”
Who took Grandpa Joe's peach pie?