You are a big kid. No, you’re not a baby anymore. You can tie your shoes, comb your own hair, and nobody needs to feed you.
For months now, you’ve been growing out your hair.
Let’s get this out in the open: “Rusty Summer” is OK. A six out of 10, just slightly better than middling. In its favor, I liked the characters in this book; they’re all decent people, the kind you’d want in your corner. I was truly drawn to their good hearts. What I didn’t like was the overabundance of slang here.
His guide, Thelma Rudd, confirmed it. Oliver, known as “Boo” to his classmates because of his pale-pale skin, had been “rebirthed.” He’d “passed” into this place everyone called “Town,” where he’d forever be 13 years old, skinny and non-athletic.
Starting with the fall semester of high school, mother-daughter authors Margo Ewing Woodacre and Steffany Bane Carey walk readers through everything from choosing a college, studying for SATs and packing for the big move, all the way through secondary education and for a year or two beyond in “I’ll Miss You Too.”