At first, Maggie cried herself to sleep, but she remembered her mother, how her whole world revolved around Michael, and she forced herself to take an interest in Melanie and the babies and the other people on the train. Then, they reached the Sierras. The passes were free of snow, but the sides...
Hamilton’s boarding house. Maggie opened the door. Flynn stood in the doorway. Her face felt hot, and her pulse hammered in her throat. She opened her mouth and shut it. What was she going to say? Hello. My name is O'Brien—only it isn't. It's Maggie, and I'm not a boy, I'm a girl. She rea...