The Window

Would you be as brave as Mandy in a world you couldn’t see?

. . . a woman is hugging me, Aunt Emma I guess. Her front is soft and she’s shorter than me. She laughs, flustered. “I knew you were fifteen, but somehow I hadn’t pictured . . . I mean, I thought of you younger . . . ”

A man hugs me, and another, hugs of wool jackets and aftershave, clumsy big hugs, and their voices rumble.

One tells me he’s my uncle Gabriel. Great-uncle Gabriel. They’re all greats, for that matter, Great-uncles Abe and Gabriel and Great -aunt Emma, who is Gabriel’s wife. “So, Mandy,” he says, “I hope you’re going to liven up our gloomy old house.”

“Gabriel, hush,” Aunt Emma whispers. “It’s too soon.”

“Don’t worry about me,” I say. “It’s OK.”

And even if it’s not, I can take care of myself.

That’s my gift. Other girls get blond hair and nice families and brains that tell them the right things to say. I’ve got knowing how to take care of myself, and how to face what I have to face.

Like that night I woke up in the hospital and heard the nurses talking about whether they should take me to my mom . . .

A sensitive and well-told story, inhabited by appealing and believable characters – Kirkus Reviews

A strong and satisfying work. – Booklist

For Mandy, A new home. A new family. New friends she’ll never see.

  • International Reading Association Young Adults’ Choice
  • American Library Association Best Book for Young Adults

 

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