| Author: | Jazza the Crabb | ISBN: | 9781301712045 |
| Publisher: | Kids'n'Go Editions | Publication: | July 2, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Jazza the Crabb |
| ISBN: | 9781301712045 |
| Publisher: | Kids'n'Go Editions |
| Publication: | July 2, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Effie Grinham is an ordinary teenager. Completely.
She went to school in the morning as usual, hung out with friends like every day, swooned about boys and talked about annoying teachers behind their backs.
She got back to her house in north London as normal, had an ordinary dinner with her mum, older sister and Connor - her mum´s man (she doesn’t like to call him her step-dad, which is understandable, seeing he goes on nag-nag-nagging all day long about all sorts of pointless things).
She begged her mum a bit for a new mobile phone and some pocket money, just a little bit, for the shopping spree organized by her BFF´s on Saturday that she simply cannot miss.
Connor told her to do her homework instead of being lazy, sitting on the sofa all afternoon.
It was such an average day.
Until she accidentally found something by the door that nobody else seemed to notice before, and found herself opening a letter from someone who is most probably dead…
Effie Grinham is an ordinary teenager. Completely.
She went to school in the morning as usual, hung out with friends like every day, swooned about boys and talked about annoying teachers behind their backs.
She got back to her house in north London as normal, had an ordinary dinner with her mum, older sister and Connor - her mum´s man (she doesn’t like to call him her step-dad, which is understandable, seeing he goes on nag-nag-nagging all day long about all sorts of pointless things).
She begged her mum a bit for a new mobile phone and some pocket money, just a little bit, for the shopping spree organized by her BFF´s on Saturday that she simply cannot miss.
Connor told her to do her homework instead of being lazy, sitting on the sofa all afternoon.
It was such an average day.
Until she accidentally found something by the door that nobody else seemed to notice before, and found herself opening a letter from someone who is most probably dead…
