Clover giggles. “Way to go, Mills! Guess she's over Ed, then.” “Guess so. But Annabelle Hamilton told him some stories about Mills—embarrassing stuff, like the time she wet her knickers in Junior Infants —and now he won't speak to her.
Gan I read it?" Clover grins. "Sure." She reaches down, grabs a purple plastic folder off the grass, and hands it to me. I start to read an extract. Wronged by a Boy? Want Revenge? Read Our Fab Revenge Tips from the Goss's Resident ...
Thirteen-year-old Amy is spending a miserable two weeks on a tiny Irish island with feuding relatives when she and her seventeen-year-old Aunt Clover, with whom she writes an advice column, get sent to Miami, Florida.
“excellent, amy it is. and finally the wedding belle, am i correct?” saffy turns to Mum. “it's a pleasure to meet you.” “That's right. i'm sylvie,” Mum says, shaking saffy's hand. “nice to meet you too.” Mum looks completely bewildered.
Her sassy teenage aunt writes an advice column.