From Publishers Weekly
Thirteen-year-old Jesse Cowan, the narrator of this intermittently witty, often strained first novel, has a point of view that would do one of Bobbie Ann Mason's characters proud. She lives with her parents in a trailer park in Ida, Tex.; paints her toenails Flaming Tomato with her new neighbor and best friend, 30-year-old Roxanne; helps a disfigured but with-it classmate put out a sometimes subversive school newspaper; and hangs out at Mr. Arthur's wax museum ("The main attraction... is the wax replica of the Last Supper. He's only got Jesus and five disciples, though, and they're in pretty bad shape"). As first-novelist Moore barrages the reader with a steady onslaught of consciously quirky details, she unwinds a twisty, imperfectly paced tale. Jesse is haunted by guilt at the relief she felt when a long-languishing infant brother died six years ago, but her feelings begin to heal through her friendship with Roxanne. It emerges that Roxanne has moved to Ida to trace the son she gave up for adoption at birth; the son turns out to be Jesse's nemesis at school. Roxanne persuades Jesse to arrange a meeting, then skips town ("What if I couldn't let go?" she writes to Jesse months later). There's a little too much glorying in the unconventional, and not enough attention to real-life emotions. Ages 12-up.
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From School Library Journal
Grade 6-8?Stuffed in a trailer park in Ida, Texas, with two parents and three younger siblings, Jesse, 13, is surrounded by the warm tumult of family life but is too much in touch with an icy core of loneliness. Things seem better when she finds a first best friend in Roxanne, a flashy woman who has moved into the neighboring trailer. Jesse tearfully confides in her that she is sure her refusal to pray for her baby brother's recovery caused his death, and Roxanne talks of her two tragic marriages, of a baby she put up for adoption. Her greatest longing is to see this child, who turns out to be Jesse's very own worst enemy, Franklin, a.k.a. Frankenstein. When Roxanne decides to hold a party in the town's wax museum to honor its owner's departure for a nursing home (and thereby wrangle a dance with her unknowing son), Jesse just doesn't see how she can persuade bratty Franklin to attend. Moore paints an indecorous backroads America in which it seems reasonable enough to hang a mermaid angel above a Last Supper tableau. It is a place in which meager and garish possessions can symbolize great moments of heart; a place peopled with wonderfully flavored, idiosyncratic characters and a small town that finds itself alternately attracted to and repulsed by physical deformity. Through it all, Roxanne reassures Jesse that there are angels everywhere, but we just can't see them. Moore tells a sensitive coming-of-age story tinged with both guilt and humor; but more importantly, she offers expiation.?Cindy Darling Codell, Clark Middle School, Winchester, KY
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