To her last name-Johnson-she'd added a 't,' and later an 'e' at the end, so now she was Jayne Johnstone. Last year she'd added a 'y,' becoming Jayne, which had more personality and was sexier. Today after school he'd have a practice, or a game, but when he came home-they'd go driving! Her father was an accountant who in the fall had time to coach the middle-school soccer teams. 'Even with all the bricks I put on your head to keep you little. 'I guess you've grown up anyway, Janie,' said her father reluctantly. As her best friend, Sarah-Charlotte, said, 'Janie, that is serious hair.' Janie had fabulous hair: a wild, chaotic mane of red curls glinting gold. I'm against all this growing up.' He wound some of Janie's hair around his wrist. 'I hate when that happens,' her father grumbled. 'She's old,' said Janie's mother lightly. 'She's just a baby,' said her father, in the infuriating, affectionate way of fathers. Until last night her mother had said Janie could begin driving while her father said she could not. Then they would come to terms, rushing to meet in the middle. Setting themselves up like a debate team, her mother and father would argue until some invisible marital timer rang.

Her parents-as always-had taken opposite sides. She was having driving fantasies because of dinner last night. She felt like driving for hours taking any road at all just going.Īctually Janie was only fifteen and had barely started driving lessons. With every leaf wrenched off its twig and whirled by the wind, Janie felt a tug. She could feel the pulse of the deep-blue skies. Whenever she was serious, he had intended the essay to be lighthearted. Whenever she joked, he wanted the essay serious.

She never knew what grade she would get in Mr. * BingeBooks earns revenue from qualifying purchases as an Amazon Associate as well as from other retail partners. Johnson really her parents? And if not, who is Janie Johnson, and what really happened? Janie can't believe that her loving parents kidnapped her, but as she begins to piece things together, nothing makes sense. She recognized that little girl-it was she. But as Janie Johnson glanced at the face of the ordinary little girl with her hair in tight pigtails, wearing a dress with a narrow white collar-a three-year-old who had been kidnapped twelve years before from a shopping mall in New Jersey-she felt overcome with shock. No one ever really paid close attention to the faces of the missing children on the milk cartons. Mystery and suspense blend seamlessly with issues of family, friendship and love to offer an emotionally evocative thrill ride of a read. In the vein of psychological thrillers like We Were Liars, Girl on the Train, and Beware That Girl, bestselling author Caroline Cooney’s JANIE series delivers on every level.

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