Sonya Sones, award-winning author of What My Mother Doesn’t Know, delivers a gripping, funny, and inspiring novel in verse about what happens when the person you set out to save ends up saving you.
Right before winter break, fourteen-year-old Molly Rosenberg reluctantly volunteers to participate in Santa Monica’s annual homeless count, just to get her school’s community service requirement out of the way. But when she ends up meeting Red, a spirited homeless girl only a few years older than she is, Molly makes it her mission to reunite her with her family in time for Christmas. This turns out to be extremely difficult—because Red refuses to talk about her past. There are things Molly won’t talk about either. Like the awful thing that happened last winter. She may never be ready to talk about that. Not to Red, or to Cristo, the soulful boy she meets while riding the Ferris wheel one afternoon.
When Molly realizes that the friends who Red keeps mentioning are nothing more than voices inside Red’s head, she becomes even more concerned about her well-being. How will Molly keep her safe until she can figure out a way to get Red home? In Sonya Sones’s latest novel, two girls, with much more in common than they realize, give each other a new perspective on the meaning of family, friendship, and forgiveness.
My name is Molly. This book is about me.
I’m probably the guiltiest person who ever lived. But I’m not ready to talk about that yet. I may never be ready . . .
This book is about Pixel too, my almost human dog. And about Cristo, my possible future boyfriend.
Mostly, though, it’s about Red, this homeless girl I met in the park one night. She’s a few years older than me—reckless and wild and more fun than anyone.
But if Red’s survived on the streets these last few months, it’s only been ’cause of dumb luck. And that luck might run out any second now.
That’s why I’ve made it my mission to get her back to her family. Though it’s hard to save someone when they don’t really want to be saved . . .