Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- One
- Two
- Chapter One
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Chapter Two
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Chapter Three
- Ten
- Eleven
- Chapter Four
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Chapter Five
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Chapter Six
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Chapter Seven
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Chapter Eight
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Chapter Nine
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Ten
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Chapter Eleven
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Chapter Twelve
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirteen
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Chapter Fourteen
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Chapter Fifteen
- The Following Summer
- About the Author
- About the Publisher
Cassie’s eyes widened. She started to say something, but Ali wasn’t done. “You think my abilities are cool when I do what you want me to do, but you never ask what it’s like to be me, what it’s like to go through this. I’m a person, not a freak! And by the way: I’m not going to the stupid Toastmaster event on Saturday. I’m quitting debate!” She stomped away, too angry to even look back.
She was almost to class when Ms. Ryder cornered her. “Ali, did your parents get my phone message last night about Saturday’s event?”
Ali pictured herself deleting that message, too. “Uh-huh. I think they’re going to call you later. They’re both really busy today. I’m still not sure I can go.”
Ms. Ryder looked her straight in the eye. “Did you go home sick yesterday?”
Ali nodded. “I was in the bathroom and all of a sudden I felt sick. I’m sorry I forgot to tell the secretary.”
“Don’t forget again, okay? We have those rules so we know our students are safe.”
“I won’t.”
For the rest of the day, Ali avoided everyone. It was just as well; her family would be moving soon. She couldn’t wait to leave Saint John. There was nothing here but fog, unhappy memories, and loneliness.
Thirty-Seven
Ali was surprised to see Gigi at the breakfast table the next morning. When she’d knocked on Gigi’s bedroom door the previous night, she’d overheard the old woman having an animated conversation with herself. Much as she hated to agree, maybe her parents were right: Gigi was losing it. But this morning Gigi was alert and happy. She wore her favorite peacock-blue dressing gown and was enjoying a slice of toast and a cup of coffee with Ali’s mother.
“Have you seen my gloves, Alison?” Gigi asked when Ali joined them.
“What gloves?”
“My blue satin party gloves. For Saturday’s party.”
“I’m sure they’re in your bureau,” said Ali’s mother. “I’ll look for them when I get home later.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll find them myself.”
Ali’s mother started to get up. “I’ll run and check now.”
Gigi put her hand on Ali’s mother’s arm, looking guilty. “Go to work, Ginger. Digger and I will find them. To be honest, I haven’t even looked for them yet. I was being lazy, asking Ali where they were.”
Ali’s mother laughed. “Oh, Gigi, what would we do without you?”
“I hope you never have to find out,” said Gigi.
ALI’S CHOICE FOR THE BEST LITERARY ANIMALS TO TURN INTO
- Charlotte the spider. ✓
- Stuart Little. Note to self: make an outfit for the next time you become a mouse.
- Mole from The Wind in the Willows.
- Aslan.
- Hedwig the Owl.
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