2 Ergebnisse.

And now, wiping her eyes, Mo saw what did she see? And how could she have not seen it before? Just beyond her nose, caught in the thicket, a red-gold tuft glinted in the suns spotlight. It weighed no more than a snippet lying on Mrs. Petrones kitchen floor after a haircut. Mo laid it in her palm. The strands of fur were like rough silk, shading from red to creamy white. They were lush and electric at the same time. They felt alive. Like one of...

Mo lives on Fox Street with her dad and little sister. Fox Street has everything, like a piano player, a fix-it man, the city's best burrito makers, a woman who cuts Mo's hair just right, and a certain boy who wants to teach her how to skateboard. Fox Street is where all Mo's memories of her mother live. The idea of anything changing on Fox Street is unimaginable, until it isn't.