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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

Ali was pleased to find Alfie waiting for her at her locker at the end of the day.

“I talked to my mom and my grandad about going to Gigi’s birthday party,” he told her as soon as they stepped outside.

Ali’s heart leapt. “That’s awesome! The party will be a week from this Saturday!”

Alfie groaned. “As soon as I brought up the subject, Granddad cut me off. He refuses to even consider going. My mom tried to talk to him, but it’s hopeless.”

“But families are supposed to forgive each other,” Ali said. “And I’m planning such a cool party! It’s going to be a movie theme. We’re even going to have a red carpet!”

“Sounds fun. I think it’s stupid that he’s so mad. If anyone should be mad at Gigi and your dad, it’s me and my mom, not him.”

Ali stopped walking. “But I don’t get it. What did Gigi and Digger do?”

“I don’t really know what happened to my dad. Neither my mom nor Granddad wants to talk about it. I just know that your dad and Gigi were somehow involved.”

She dreaded the response to her next question. “Are you mad at them?”

Alfie shook his head. “No. I mean, if my mom isn’t mad, I guess I shouldn’t be either. Besides, I never knew him at all. He died before I was born.”

It was just like what they’d discussed in science class. Alfie’s mother had been able to adapt to her new circumstances, but not his grandfather. Why could some people change so much and some not at all? What Alfie’s grandfather needed was some rapid evolution.

“It must have been hard, not having a dad.” Digger might be strange and not work very much, but at least he was always there for her.

Alfie kicked at a stone. “I think about him a lot. I wonder what it would be like if he was alive. Would I have grown up here instead of England? Granddad says my dad played baseball when he was my age. I tried to play last summer at camp, but I was awful. Maybe if he was around to coach me I’d be better.”

Ali had to blink hard to stop the tears. “Digger could coach you. He’s great at sports.”

Alfie began to shuffle along again. “Granddad says this is the worst fog in years.”

Ali gazed up. It was impossible to see the tops of the trees through the heavy mist. “My mom hates the fog. She loves Saint John, and living with Gigi, but she misses the sun.”