After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened… — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
“Like Martin Luther King Jr., Frankie dreamed of living in a nation where people would not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. The sonner she realized that dream, the sooner she… — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
“Lightning snapped the night sky like a jock’s gym towel on a dork’s butt.” — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
“I know when I'm not wanted," joked Uncle Vlad. "Guess I'll make like under-eye cream and get the bags.” — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
“Candace nodded a little too hard. She loved making her ponytail swing.” — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
Do I look like a Jonas Brother? Then why is everyone waiting for me to lose it? — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
Uh, I thought DVDs werne't allowed at my sleepovers. They're not. Then why am i watching the Lady and the Tramp? — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
A good boss asks what part she could have played in the problem. And then she asks herself what she can do better next… — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
“Question." "Yes," Candace asked expectantly, eyes fixed on the dark street ahead. "Have you ever had to chose sides between a friend and a… — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
Never slam a car door. According to the Westchester elite, it's a heinous crime, as heartless as kicking a puppy. — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
Do you play football for Pittsburgh? Then why are you such a Steeler?! — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
