Criss Cross

Reviewed by Terron

She wished something would happen. She wished it while looking at a magazine. The magazine was her sister Chrisanne’s. She was sitting on the sweater Debbie had decided to borrow after coming into Chrisanne’s room to use her lip gloss. Chrissanne wasn’t there. She had gone somewhere.

Meanwhile, in another part of town, Hector’s sister, Rowanne, was upstairs in her bedroom changing her clothes or something. Hector could hear her humming, and the sound of drawers opening and closing. He was crossing the front hall on his way to the kitchen and, as he passed the mirror, he glanced in and gave himself a little smile.

This book is really great! Why don’t you try it?