A Million Miles from Boston

A Million Miles from Boston

by Karen Day
A Million Miles from Boston

A Million Miles from Boston

by Karen Day

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Overview

School's out! That means Lucy is off to her favorite place: Pierson Point, Maine, where she spends summers with her family. And as she tries to forget her worries about starting middle school and about Dad's new girlfriend, Lucy can't get there soon enough. Pierson Point is where she feels most like herself, and where memories of her mother, who died when Lucy was six, are strong and sacred.
But this summer, nothing is the same. Ian, a boy from home in Boston, comes to Pierson Point with his family. Ian is loud, popular, and mean. He and Lucy can't stand each other. To top it off, Dad wants his girlfriend to become a bigger part of Lucy's life.
Karen Day's engaging novel shows that people aren't always what they seem, and that friendship can be found in the most unusual places.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780375896903
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Publication date: 04/05/2011
Sold by: Random House
Format: eBook
Pages: 224
File size: 2 MB
Age Range: 9 - 12 Years

About the Author

Karen Day is the author of Tall Tales and No Cream Puffs. She grew up in Indiana and now lives in Newton, Massachusetts, with her husband and three children. Her love of reading, writing, and literature has taken her through careers in journalism and teaching. You can visit Karen at her Web site, KLDay.com.

Read an Excerpt

Chapter 1
Ian Richards walked around the corner of the nature exhibit at the mall, his long arms swinging. He had thick blond hair and a smirk on his face.
"Wanna see what I found?" He glanced at us: me, Annie, Rachel and Mei. Ian was one of the most popular boys in our grade, but he didn't like me. I didn't like him, either. "Come on," he said. "Follow me."
Mei turned to me. "Lucy, come on!"
My friends and I were celebrating the end of sixth grade, two weeks away. We'd had a great day, shopping and getting our ears pierced. I glanced across the mall to the restaurant where the moms sat talking. I'd much rather have gone back to them, but Annie, Rachel and Mei had already started after Ian.
Charlie and Michael, two boys from our grade, stood near the exhibit.
"Let's be quick," Mei whispered. Like me, she was kind of shy around boys.
"Look! Think they're real?" Ian pointed to turtles on a long, flat rock next to a small pond.
"Cute," Annie said. "But fake. They're not moving."
Trees, grass, bushes and pond took up the whole center of the mall. Water fell in a long, straight line from a boulder high above us, and the air was warm and damp. The birch trees had perfect branches with soft, shiny green leaves. I touched the white bark. Plastic.
Ian grinned and climbed over a low fence into the exhibit.
"What are you doing?" Annie tried to grab his shirt. "Someone'll see you!"
Ian squatted in front of a turtle. "Are you real?"
"Dude!" Michael laughed.
A sign read keep out. Do not feed fish or turtles.
I looked around. A man sat on a nearby bench, reading. A little girl watched us from across the pond. She looked about seven, the same age as my brother, Bucky. Her mom bent over a stroller.
I turned back to Ian. We hadn't talked since we were paired for the water project the past winter. What a disaster.
Ian dropped to his hands and knees and lowered his face to the turtle. It was the size of my palm and it stared back at him, neck, face and limbs still. Then Ian rounded his back, pinched his lips into an O and sucked in his cheeks, making his eyes small.
"Be careful or the turtle'll think you're his mother," Charlie said. Everyone cracked up, even me. He did look like a turtle.
"Hey, you alive?" Ian poked the turtle's shell. Its head and limbs popped into its shell. Ian startled and sat back.
Michael laughed. "You afraid of a little turtle?"
Ian grabbed the turtle and jumped out of the exhibit. He thrust it at Annie. "Killer turtle! Gonna eat you!"
Annie and Rachel screamed and ran behind Charlie. Ian shoved the turtle in Mei's face but she just put her hands on her hips and scowled. He went after Annie and Rachel, waving the turtle in front of him as if it were a weapon.
"Eew! Get that away from me!" Annie screamed.
"Killer turtle!" Ian lifted the turtle over his head, then zoomed it down at me.
I stared at the turtle, only inches from my nose. It had to be terrified, dizzy, maybe hurt. I glanced at the little girl who watched, her lips quivering.
"Stop it!" I said. "You're scaring the turtle!"
Ian turned it to face him. "Turtles don't feel."
I yelled, "How would you like it if someone swung you around that way? Of course he can feel. He disappeared inside his shell!"
"Oh, so you're an expert on turtles, too?" Ian glared at me.
"You two aren't going to start fighting again, are you?" Annie asked.
Ian and I had gotten into a big argument during the water project after he had pulled up a photo of a naked man on our librarian's computer and blamed it on me.
"Miss Perfect Student!" Now Ian grinned at the others.
"God, Ian," Mei said. Then she added, "So annoying," under her breath.
"We gotta go," Charlie said. "Just put the turtle back."
I walked up close to Ian. How would he like it if I called him a name?
I glanced at the little girl watching, then down at the turtle. Its shell was beautiful, with different shades of brown and black and white speckles. I lowered my voice. "See that little girl? She's scared. Let me have the turtle so she doesn't have nightmares about this. Okay?"
I hadn't planned to say this and Ian seemed as surprised as I was. He let me take the turtle.
I climbed into the exhibit and set the turtle next to the water. I waited, but its body stayed inside its shell.
"Lucy! What are you doing?" Mei's mom walked up.
"I was just . . ." I stood and looked at my friends.
"You shouldn't be in there!" Mrs. Wu said.
"Shame on you, Lucy Goosey! Breaking the rules again!" Ian laughed.
"What?" I glared at him.
"It's your fault!" Mei said to Ian.
He grinned and stuck out his hand toward Mrs. Wu. "Ian Richards. Nice to meet you."
They shook and Mrs. Wu said, "What's going on here?"
Ian laughed, knocked off Michael's cap and grabbed it from the ground. Then he ran toward the stores, Charlie and Michael following.
Ian had done it again, blamed something he'd done on me!
Mei told her mom what had happened. Mrs. Wu said, "I'm sorry I was cross, Lucy. I didn't know the whole story. Girls, we're leaving in ten minutes. Make sure you wash your hands, Lucy. We'll wait at the restaurant."
"He's such a jerk," Rachel said.
"True," Annie said. "But he's funny, don't you think? And kinda cute?"
"Annie!" I said. Everyone laughed.

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