The house cost less than the moving truck. Twelve-year-old Nadia Marchetti writes that down, because writing things down is the only way to hold on to anything when the adults keep deciding your life after the fact.
Then a mood ring turns up on a swept attic floor, in a house that has been locked for fourteen years.
The ring belonged to Frankie Aldous, who was twelve in 1994, who walked into the orchard behind the house one October night, and who never came back. Slate Run searched for a while. Then Slate Run stopped.
With a cassette tape, a paper route, and a friend named Theo who is willing to tell her when she is wrong, Nadia starts asking the questions this town has spent thirty-one years learning to deflect. Every answer leads to another adult who heard a girl and decided she was mistaken.
Some of them still live here. One of them is still lying.
A mystery about evidence, grief, and the cost of not being believed, for readers ready for a story with real weight in it.
Genre: Children's Fiction
Then a mood ring turns up on a swept attic floor, in a house that has been locked for fourteen years.
The ring belonged to Frankie Aldous, who was twelve in 1994, who walked into the orchard behind the house one October night, and who never came back. Slate Run searched for a while. Then Slate Run stopped.
With a cassette tape, a paper route, and a friend named Theo who is willing to tell her when she is wrong, Nadia starts asking the questions this town has spent thirty-one years learning to deflect. Every answer leads to another adult who heard a girl and decided she was mistaken.
Some of them still live here. One of them is still lying.
A mystery about evidence, grief, and the cost of not being believed, for readers ready for a story with real weight in it.
Genre: Children's Fiction
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