Twelve-year-old BFF’s Ginnie West and Tillie Taylor, want to be sisters. Ginnie's widowed dad plus Tillie's divorced mom could equal a lifetime of round-the-clock girl talk and slumber parties. Too bad Dad vowed to never marry again.
Ginnie and Tillie come up with the perfect scheme to change his mind: ‘Operation Secret Sisters’ (aka OSS). After all, if they can’t get Dad to move on, Tillie can’t move in.
When Monique isn’t writing, you can find her playing taxi driver to one or more of her 12 children, plotting her next novel, scrapbooking, or being the “Mamarazzi” at any number of child-oriented events.
Even though she realizes there will never be enough hours in any given day, Monique tries very hard to enjoy the journey that is her life. She shares it with a terrific husband, her dozen children and 3 in-law kids, eleven granddarlings, 5 cats, and many real and imaginary friends.
She is the author of five published books (and several unpublished ones) and is in two anthologies. You can find more about Monique and her works at: www.moniquebucheger.blogspot.
Snippet # 1)
Heart thumping, Ginnie jerked Calliope to the right.
Traxx and Tillie broke left.
The car zoomed between them.
Brakes squealed. A horn blared. Tillie shrieked.
A second car, this one burgundy, followed the first car, blocking the rest of the lane and Ginnie’s exit.
Without prompting, Calliope gathered herself and launched into the air, seeming to grow invisible wings. Ginnie was electrified. She loved the sensation of floating and the thrill of power that came when riding a jumping horse. Adrenaline fizzed through her like diet soda and Mentos as she and her horse sailed over the hood of the burgundy car.
Snippet # 2) This is a scene between Tillie and her mom--that tells what Tillie REALLY wants:
Matilda Grace, I know you don’t like people to fuss over you, but it’s your birthday. I want to celebrate you with your friends.”
Tillie groaned. “Mom, I don’t want a big party. Just take Ginnie and me shopping. Please? That’s good enough.”
She shook her head. “What twelve year-old doesn’t want a real party?”
The kind of twelve-year-old who likes being invisible so people don’t ask you questions you don’t want to answer. Tillie smiled. “Mom, it’s my birthday. I like being with the Four Musketeers. I think that would be fun.”
I want you to marry Ginnie’s dad–that’s what I really wish for my birthday, Ginnie and I have talked about being sisters a million times. That’s what I want … to be sisters, only for real.
Thanks for hosting The Secret Sisters Club on your blog. The snippets you shared are a couple of my favorite scenes toward the beginning of the book. :)
ReplyDelete