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Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Chapter One
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Chapter Two
  12. Seven
  13. Eight
  14. Nine
  15. Chapter Three
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Chapter Four
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Chapter Five
  23. Fifteen
  24. Sixteen
  25. Chapter Six
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Chapter Seven
  30. Twenty
  31. Twenty-One
  32. Twenty-Two
  33. Chapter Eight
  34. Twenty-Three
  35. Twenty-Four
  36. Twenty-Five
  37. Chapter Nine
  38. Twenty-Six
  39. Twenty-Seven
  40. Chapter Ten
  41. Twenty-Eight
  42. Twenty-Nine
  43. Thirty
  44. Thirty-One
  45. Chapter Eleven
  46. Thirty-Two
  47. Thirty-Three
  48. Thirty-Four
  49. Thirty-Five
  50. Chapter Twelve
  51. Thirty-Six
  52. Thirty-Seven
  53. Thirty-Eight
  54. Chapter Thirteen
  55. Thirty-Nine
  56. Forty
  57. Forty-One
  58. Forty-Two
  59. Chapter Fourteen
  60. Forty-Three
  61. Forty-Four
  62. Forty-Five
  63. Forty-Six
  64. Forty-Seven
  65. Chapter Fifteen
  66. The Following Summer
  67. About the Author
  68. About the Publisher

The fog has caused many marine disasters in the Bay of Fundy: the brig Glide in 1855, the barque Mauvourneen in 1866, the tug Gypsum Kin in 1899. The Murr Ledges off Grand Manan Island are the resting place of many a ship that failed to find her way in the dense fog.

—PERCIVAL T. SLOANE,

A History of Fog in the Bay of Fundy (1932)

Twelve

Ali, still out of sorts in science class, was flustered when Mr. Corby reminded the class that today was the day they’d brainstorm their projects.

“You have twenty minutes and can work here or in the library,” Mr. Corby bellowed over the screech of desks being shoved together and students shouting to their partners. “By the end of class, you need a topic and a plan. Let me know if you need help.”

Ali glanced over her shoulder to where Emily and Taylor sat huddled together and waited for Emily to signal to her. Even though Emily had been nice to her the other day, the idea of working with her still made Ali nervous. Nearby, Cassie and Murray sat with their heads together, whispering. Now and then, they’d lean forward and share a high five. If only Mr. Corby had paired her with one of them. They were having fun. Ali doubted that working with Emily would be fun.

Two long minutes later Emily stood up, smiled at Ali, and pointed to the door. By the time Ali stepped into the hallway, Emily was halfway to the library. Ali raced to catch up and tried not to be offended when Emily didn’t slow her breakneck pace.

“We’ll work in the library because there’s a couch that’s way more comfortable than the plastic chairs in the classroom,” announced Emily when Ali finally caught her.

They were too late. Two boys were already sprawled on the couch. Ali turned to search for another spot, but Emily grabbed her arm and held her in place.

“Tom,” she cooed. “Do you mind if we sit here? I have my heart set on this couch. I love the natural light from the window.” Ali and the two boys stared at the window, where exactly zero natural light was coming in thanks to the thick fog.

Ali recognized Tom Power as the boy with the basketball on the first day of school. He also sat next to Emily in class and laughed at everything she said. If anybody was going to give up their seat to Emily, Ali knew it would be Tom. But he wasn’t alone.

“We’re comfy,” Tom’s partner replied, a ruddy-faced boy whose name Ali didn’t know yet. He was the kind of boy whose words came out sounding like a challenge. But he didn’t intimidate Emily at all.