Perhaps it was having a real sword of one’s own. Perhaps it was being eighteen—or that eighteen years’ practice of being stubborn was finally paying off. If she still stumbled over the corners of rugs or bumped into doorways while she was thinking about other things, she no longer bothered looking around anxiously to find out of anyone had seen her: either they had or they hadn’t, and she had other things on her mind; she reveled in those other things.
This book is out August 5 and includes:
* a mixed race heroine
* her black best friend
* a drama club doing The Tempest
* an abandoned amusement park
* two living parents
* a carriage driver who dresses like a pirate
* creepy Savannah stuff
* a demonic Bassett hound
* the truth about how disgusting collards are
* a great excuse to wear fox ears
* an albino alligator
And if you’ll be in Atlanta on Friday, August 8 and like cake, BBQ, Hurricanes, and signed books, you’re invited to the FREE launch party.
Also, it is love.