Twelve-year-old Joan is sure that she is going to hate her new home-but almost right away she finds a kindred spirit.
"You're lucky I didn't just start throwing rocks at you. I can hide in the trees and nail a kid with a rock from thirty feet ...
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"You're lucky I didn't just start throwing rocks at you. I can hide in the trees and nail a kid with a rock from thirty feet ...
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