Trichet [Paperback]

Trying to make sense of it all, Mary stared at the ceiling. Outside, she heard crickets chirping and smiled a little thinking about Doc calling her Trichet . For all I know, I imagined that, too. Unable to sleep, she sat up in bed and looked out the window. She made a wish on a star that she would see her friend again someday. She also wished that her brother was dead.