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The exciting debut of a young voice that tells nothing but the truth in exacting, charming, and often harrowing detail. In the early 1980s in Martinsburg, West Virginia, Dorothy lives with her bartending mother, her bar-attending stepfather, and her sweetly precocious little brother. Dottie's nine, plagued by insomnia, asthma, earaches, and buckteeth. She is lonely and insecure, but her intelligence and keen sense of perception enable her to see every vivid detail of her impoverished rural surroundings and the strange characters around her. When her family moves to Eastern Washington State, Dottie-confused, petulant, and feeling more alone than ever, furious at her changing body-battles her way through junior high, where she finds a measure of success and recognition in sports and academics. But her hard-won little victories are tempered by her troubled family and friends and she finds solace and distraction in alcohol, cigarettes, and general misbehavior. Dottie-nicknamed Utah by her teammates from the Colville Indian Reservation-becomes a star basketball player, falls in and out of love (more than once), and finally confronts a new, devastating emotional setback. But Dottie is indomitable: she emerges triumphantly as a young woman with limitless dreams and confidence in an uncertain world.Gritty and realistic, A Girl, In Parts is never sentimental about either poverty or childhood. Dorothy is a tough and winning character, a true-to-life heroine perfect for the twenty-first century. First novelist Jasmine Paul has crafted an elegant story in ninety-seven perfectly told vignettes. Excerpt from A Girl, In Parts:Mom doesn't know what to do.Gabe won't learn to walk. He refuses to try and stand up. He cries and cries when anyone tries to stand him up. Mom is beside herself. She says, "I am beside myself."I think it's very exciting. I like that Gabe refuses to do what they want him to. I like that he smiles whenever he sees me. I like that he hugs me and pats me on the back when I am sad. Mom says it's unusual for a child so young to pat someone on the back. She says he learned it from us, but I think he knew it all along. I am proud of Gabe's patting and his draggingWhenever someone calls, I tell them about my brother who won't walk.Grandma says there's no big deal in not walking. She says Hitler walked and he was no good. She says Stalin walked and he was no good either. She says even Nixon walked, so mom should be happy Gabe is dragging. Grandpa gets on the phone and says, "When I vass a child, ve walked when ve wanted to und no sooner. No big deal."Mom says, "I don't care. They're all from Europe. I am beside myself."
