Crisp Air, Pretty Coffee

"How the hell can coffee be pretty?" I ask, glaring at her latte art. "That's not even coffee."
"Given the fact that I didn't add sugar, it's pretty much coffee."
"How can a latte not have sugar? What the actual hell?"
"You just said the air was crisp."
"So? That actually makes sense."
"Well, how can air be crisp?"
"Oh, I don't know. But it's an expression."
"Well," she retorts, slamming her hand on the table as if to make it final, "pretty coffee is now an expression."

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Eugene is fifteen, smart, and moving to Germany.
Rae is fourteen (and five sixths!), reckless, and staying in America.
Together, they're inseparable. But when Eugene's dad finds work in the middle of Kreuzberg, Germany, the two best of friends have to sort out their past, their present, and their future together. They've been there for each other through thick and thin. And with the help of crisp air and pretty coffee, maybe they can survive this too.