See You on a Starry Night by Lisa Schroeder (See You on a Starry Night #1)
English | 2019 | Young adult | ePUB | 14 .7 Mb
See You on a Starry : Juliet has just moved to a beachside town with her newly separated mother and her moody older sister. When she meets their new neighbor, Emma, the girls form an instant bond. Emma’s big family takes Juliet in, and the girls have fun together — starting with the night they throw bottles with secret messages into the sea.
Then someone writes back to Juliet’s message. An email arrives, inviting her to join the Starry Beach Club. All she has to do is make someone else’s wish come true.
So Juliet and Emma set off to help as many other people as they can. It’s fun! But as Juliet spends more and more time away from home, enjoying her new town and Emma’s family more than her own mom and sister, she starts feeling lost. It’s been easy to find others to help. But maybe her star would shine a little brighter if she brought it closer to home.
“If only Mom had been willing to wait until the end of the school year to move. But she’d insisted that we needed to do it now. When I’d asked her why, she’d just said, “Trust me, Juliet, it’s for the best.”
Best? But why? And for who?
After I unpacked my boxes and hung up my favorite poster, Vincent van Gogh’s The Starry Night, I asked Mom if we could go down to the beach. She was busy putting dishes away in the kitchen cupboards.
“I can’t go with you now, but maybe Miranda can.”
“No!” my sister called from her room.
My sister loves me a whole lot, as you can tell.
“Can I go by myself?” I asked.
“I don’t know, honey,” Mom said.
“What’s the point of living near the beach if I can’t, you know, go to the beach?” I asked. “If all we wanted was to listen to the sound of waves, we should have bought one of those fancy sound machines.”
“She has a point,” Miranda called out.
Was that my sister, actually taking my side? What a miracle. I watched as Mom reached into a box of crumpled-up newspaper and pulled out a stack of plates.
“Oh, all right,” she said. “Just for a little while. Take my phone with you, just in case. If something happens, call Miranda immediately, all right?”
“You know, if I had my own phone …”
Mom gave me her “Don’t go there” look.
“It’s two o’clock on a Sunday,” I said. “The beach is going to be packed. What could possibly happen?”