GENRE: MG Contemporary
What do you do when life hands you a bunch of apple boxes? You move. Again. Soon to be 8thgrader Jayden relies on her wit, humor, and frustratingly quirky family to make this lonely and boring summer one she will never forget.
“Hey Jay-Bird, are you in there?” I heard Dad holler into the house from the garage, “I need you to come out here and give me a hand.” Ugh, what now. I put a bookmark between the pages of my book, tossed it aside, slipped on my sandals and headed out front.
Dad’s truck was parked in the driveway and the back was filled with empty apple boxes. I stopped in my tracks and my heart sank. Oh man, here we go again.
“Dad, does this mean what I think it means?”
“Do you think it means we’re moving?” he replied with a tinge of his usual sarcasm.
“Well, it’s the first thing that came to mind.” I sassed back.
“Then yes, oh Observant One, you are correct.”
Apple boxes. It’s always apple boxes. Occasionally a banana box finds its way home, but mostly apple. They are the perfect size, he says. And they usually have cut out handles – makes them easier to carry. He also worked at a grocery store, which made them easy to come by.
“Already?” I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. “We haven’t even been here six months.”
“The landlord is putting this house up for sale,” he said as he dropped the tailgate. “We’re not going to sit around and wait for him to kick us out. Mom and I found another place not too far from here and we can move in right now. Might as well get it over with.”
How far is not too far? I sighed loudly and grabbed a couple of boxes.