By Vivian Vande Velde
Fourteen-year-old Susan (or, as she prefers to be known as, Sybil) has been attempting to reinvent herself ever because the mysterious disappearance of her older sister, Alison. lifestyles has been very complicated on the grounds that Alison left. Susan’s mom has turn into overly protecting, petrified of wasting one other baby. Her new institution isn't really all undesirable, after all, however it is various and confusing. Her ally, Connie, has what can be a awesome thought — or even it has the makings of a catastrophe: in the event that they subscribe to the varsity play, they could turn out with dates for the freshman dance. Readers will empathize with Susan’s try to make experience of her careworn global, the lack of her sister, a brand new college, turmoil at domestic, and the starting to be pains of youth. yet Susan, regardless of all, is still vibrant, humorous, and self conscious with assistance from a brand new and intelligently supportive stepfather and a full of life staff of college acquaintances. the tale is plausible and touching and unique via the narrator’s voice.
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Miraglia wait for us or just drop us off? When is the actual play? Mrs. Miraglia must be giving soothing answers. Theres a long period of time when Mom is only saying, Yes, All right, and Uh-huh. Finally, she says, Thank you. Thank you sounds encouraging. Without my hearing her hang up or cross the room, the kitchen door swings open, bumping my leg, and Mom gives me this disapproving look as I scramble to my feet. This nice-girls-dont-eavesdrop look. Ive been trying to be a nice girl ever since Alison left, so they wont miss her so much.
About a ten-minute walk from here to there. And my mother would pick us up afterwards. What could happen? You dont know how crazy my familys been lately, I tell her. Though she does, because shes known all of us just this side of forever. I know how crazy youve always been, she counters. Which has nothing to do with anything, I tell her. Im lucky my mother has to work, or shed be home-schooling me. Thats how protective shes been since Alison moved out. Ill have my mother talk to her, Connie says.
Fine lunch-time conversation. Connie is at a different table, working with the other editors on next weeks issue of the Gabriel, so she isnt around to steer the talk in livelier directions. Today I have phys. , and the sport of the day is volleyball. Coach Merenda breaks us up into four teams that she assigns, by the order in which we happened to wander into the Page 52 gymwhich is a heck of a lot easier on me than having team captains that look right through me when theres nobody else left, obviously fervently hoping that theres another girl yet to come out of the locker room.