Taffy

Head for the finger piers to see what’s up with the Blue Jays and Whalers. All the Jays are out…

Homework

Get up and slouch off upstairs, calculating how much effort to put into excuses, and how much on homework. No…

Grenouille

Linda calls me into her office as I walk by. “Evan? Word?” She used to be a high school English…

Candy

“Love ‛Treat.’ Slow dance,” I say. Feel a hand on my shoulder. Laura Essex. The perfect small, chocolate brown velvet…

chapter one

“Children, beware of becoming commuter computers.” “Is that your mantra now or something?” says Charlotte Earle, the person I have…

Mona

Maybe it is the jetlag, or the steam heat, or the rush of events, but I close my eyes, and…

about the book

Candy and Taffy are cousins, best friends and rivals, coming-of-age on Long Island in 1969. Roberta rounds out their clique.…