Nine years after Mibs' Savvy journey, her cousin Ledge has turned 13 and embarks on one of his own. His savvy may be one of the most dangerous ones yet, so it's crucial that he learns how to control it. Control it NOW, that is, before he destroys his Grandpa's farm. A strange girl follows... read more
Gr 4-7–In this rollicking companion novel to Savvy (Dial, 2008), nine years have passed since Ledger Kale's cousin Mibs turned 13 and began her magical experience. Since he was a young boy, Ledge knew his family was unlike others, with each member gaining an unusual and often unpredictable... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“I think he just had to learn to make some choices. (p. 393)”Ledger Kale
I pictured my cousin blowing out her birthday candles and sprouting pixie wings, shrinking down to the size of Thumbelina to spend the rest of her life living on a toadstool surrounded by dandelions and daisies, farting glitter and singing kumbaya.Highlighted by 44 Kindle customers
“Some fears can be conquered, Ledge,” he went on after a lengthy silence. “Others have a way of coming back around. Sometimes at the moment you least expect. Often with the very worst possible timing. Fear makes it hard to think. And when you can’t think, it’s hard to figure out your choices. When you can’t see all your options, all you can do is react.”Highlighted by 37 Kindle customers
My sister’s second-grade teacher had been a stickler for safety, and Fe carried her most memorable sayings inside her head, handing them out like toothbrushes on Halloween.Highlighted by 35 Kindle customers
Fedora bounced like a jumping bean soaked forty days in Red Bull and then set out in the sun.Highlighted by 34 Kindle customers
“When I turned thirteen,” Grandpa carried on, “my savvy opened a crack in the earth so deep, I fell in and conked my noodle on the earth’s very core. I was nearly a grown man before I found my way back up from the depths and the darkness. And the headache I got lasted years.”Highlighted by 32 Kindle customers
No one knew which were true and which were super-sized servings of deep-fried baloney.Highlighted by 25 Kindle customers
“Er . . . what kind of Harley?” I asked, flinching, pretty sure I already knew the answer. “I had a ’47 Knucklehead. Now I’ve got a kit.” She pointed over her shoulder toward the pile of dismantled pieces. My stomach felt like lead. Inside my chest, my heart hammered against my ribs: My fault. My fault. My fault.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Her eyes were as sharp and black as chiseled obsidian as they surveyed me.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
“We have to stop now!” I announced. “Yeah, I’m dying here,” Fedora chimed in, straining against her seat belt. “My butt’s going to fall off and I’m thirsty. Ledge drank everything we had.”Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Seeing Grandpa fumble through a football helmet full of useless lids was like watching someone eat crackers and call it cake.Highlighted by 19 Kindle customers
Family Tree
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Acknowledgments
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