"That was the summer of 1963 when everyone called me Babe and it didn't occur to me to mind!"
Summer in Valley Vista is supposed to be simple-baseball, late nights, and staying out of trouble. But for Cynthia Alden, nothing is ever that easy.
She's the less popular cousin of Wendy Peffercorn, for starters. The Sandlot boys still don't know what to make of her, and the Tigers? They're worse.
"It's like winter didn't even count. My whole life was measured in summers. It's like I don't really begin living 'til June."
And then there's Jordan "silver spoon, golden rule, private school, never missed Sunday church" Phillips. Staying away from him was supposed to be the premise of Cynthia's entire life... right?
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"Tell me something Nairobi Cortes, do you love Luis Mendoza?"
"Mendoza" I repeated, giving some thought and responding "Even the name gives me butterflies"