When Flissy Budwig's parents first dropped her off in Bottlebay, Maine, she hated everything about it. She hated the big gloomy house she was to live in. She hated meeting her long-lost and highly eccentric Bathburn relatives. Most of all, she hated knowing that she was safe in America while her parents faced the guns of WWII in Europe. Especially when she discovered her parents were spies. Especially when she learned her parents were missing.
But a year has passed now, and Flissy has grown to love life in Bottlebay and grown to love Derek, the boy the Bathburns have adopted. Then a man claiming to be Derek's true father arrives, and soon he's asking all sorts of strange questions. Flissy has a nose for trouble. Has Derek's new father come to take him away from Flissy forever . . . or is there something even more sinister afoot in Bottlebay, Maine?
Secrets, spies, and sleuthing abound in this charming follow-up to Phoebe Stone's The Romeo and Juliet Code.
Phoebe Stone is the beloved and acclaimed author of several novels for middle grade, including The Romeo and Juliet Code
, which was hailed by the Boston Globe
as "quite simply the best novel for young readers . . . since Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
." She received four starred reviews for The Boy on Cinnamon Street
, and another star for her novel Deep Down Popular
awarded a starred review to Romeo Blue
, the follow-up to The Romeo and Juliet Code
, calling it "compelling, and with plenty of heart and soul." Phoebe and her husband live in Middlebury, Vermont.
- From ROMEO BLUE
As soon as I was in Derek's room I dropped forward, facedown
on the floor again. My tears fell on the wooden surface, my mouth pressed against
the polished pine. "Why is Uncle Gideon going to a prison?" I whispered. Derek
closed the closet door. I could feel more tears and sobs threatening to come up
out of me in a howling sort of way.
Derek put his hand on the back
of my head as I lay there. "Oh Fliss, don't think about it," he said. “Don't worry,
Gideon will get them out."
"Get who out?" I said, sitting up and shaking
my head back and forth. "Who do you mean? Who?" I put my hands over my ears again.
"Flissy," said Derek, "listen to me."
"No, no. Leave me alone.
You don't mean Winnie and Danny! You don't mean that Winnie and Danny have been
caught? Do the Nazis have them, Derek? Don't say that. Don't say one more word!"