Five Little Pigs {Agatha Christie}

This little pig went to the market.

This little pig stayed home.

This little pig had roast beef.

This little pig had none.

This little pig cried “Wee, wee, wee, wee!”

All the way home

Sixteen years old, a crime was committed. They caught the murderer thinking that she was the guilty one. Caroline was in the box accepting her fate as the guilty one. Now, her daughter comes to “papa Poirot” and claims that her mother is innocent and asks him to investigate the crime after such a long time ago. It is a challenge and Hercules Poirot accepts.

It was a very interesting book which I had a vague idea about it. This way, Agatha chose to write her story is different and I liked that. It is not the first time Poirot has to solve a crime without being present at the moment, actually, I remember another case as Poirot was forbidden to go out his home and, challenged by Inspector Jap, our great sleuth had to work out the mystery through the clues were giving to him. He won, of course.

I finished Five Little Pig with a bittersweet taste. The case was closed, nobody thinks about it anymore, the murderer is dead and in spite of all of that, what if Poirot finds the real real muderer? What could he do?  Somebody might listen to him, or not.

If you want to know the real finale, you should read it soon, before the adaptation and feel what Agatha wrote herself.

The truth, Mr. Blake, 
has a habit of making itself know. 
Even after many years.