She had spent the summer forgetting to be English--and Tannhahorens had spent the summer forgetting the same thing.
She had read a million times that you could not make your boyfriend into something else, so fine—Kathleen would make herself into something else.
She had gradually changed her name. Jane was too dull. Last year, she'd added a y, becoming Jayne, which had more personality.
Perhaps nobody knows anybody..It was a terrifying thought: like the alone. That you could know people well, and know them again the following year, and then know them more...and yet remain strangers f...
It's been one nightmare after another, Christina thought. Pretty soon I won't be able to keep track of them all.
I have this terrible fear of fractions, Christina told him. ... Miss Schuyler thinks she can conquer it. Also a fear of running out of popcorn. Nothing could be worse than going to a movie and they do...
But I found my family.I found the right thing to do.I found the way home.
The Indians, it seemed, had paused here on their journey south from Canada to go hunting before the battle. Under the snow were stored the carcasses of twenty moose. Eben had to count them himself bef...
I will be brave, she told herself. I will stay strong. she said to Him. She had never needed Him more, but in this cold white wilderness, she could not feel His presence.The snowball fights ended.The...
Eben was looking at Sarah in the way every girl prays some boy will one day look at her. I will marry you, Sarah, said Eben. I will be a good husband. A Puritan husband. Who will one day take us both...
By summer, Kahnawake children had stopped wearing clothing.Mercy could not get over the sight of hundreds of naked children playing tag, or hide-and-seek, or competing in footraces. The boys--naked!--...
You have a girlfriend? said Brian. You never told us. I'm not going to tell you now either. Don't tell Mom and Dad, don't tell Jodie, don't tell Bren. Why not? said Brian. Mom and Dad would be thrille...
Somebody was tapping Mercy in the ribs. It couldn’t be Tommy, who pounced, or Sam, who jabbed. It wasn’t John, who kissed, or Benny, who snuggled. Whichever brother it was had wet the bed in the night...
It was worth going into the water just to get away from Ruth’s nagging. Mercy waded in, appalled by how cold it was. Snow Walker towed her around for a minute and then let go. At first Mercy couldn’t...
From the river they walked back to the town, and the boy was taken into the fire circle outside the powwow’s longhouse. Here he was placed on the powwow’s sacred albino furs. A dozen men, those who we...