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336 pages, Hardcover
First published March 26, 2019










“Her faded blue bandanna has slipped off her head. All I see is baldness. And—bam!—I’m mad at Dad again.”
“I force myself to look up, seeing first his wide chest, then his eyes and the jet-black hair scattered across his brow. Great! Why couldn’t he be some old fart? I return to his bright green eyes and watch as they shift from apologetic to shocked, then to angry. I should say something—like, add my own apology—but the lump in my throat returns with a vengeance.”

Funny how fast your own past starts feeling like it belongs to someone else.
I always used to think if I could figure out who my real parents were that I might...be able to figure out who I am. Now, it kind of feels like...that by discovering who I would've been in another, I'll lose part of the person I am.