This novella was a Hugo and Nebula nominee twenty years ago. I lost both to Charles Sheffield -- whom I married five years later. Life sometimes really is just as strange as fiction.
How do two completely different people end up falling for one another when they have absolutely nothing in common. Skye is a humble girl and Crispin is an arrogant man-whore. They sure were right when they say opposites attract.
Most little girls play with Barbies, so no one thinks it's unusal when Bridget's little sister Alice and her friend Maddy are constantly playing with the plastic dolls. One day though, the dolls turn into more than just play toys. The dolls start affecting the lives of Bridget, and Maddy's older brother Garrett. At fi...