![]() ![]() The two of them put together a poster bearing Frankie’s strange slogan illustrated by Zeke’s disconcerting drawings. She’s settled into married life with a young daughter but has never forgotten the summer she met Zeke, a fellow misfit whose mother had left his adulterous father, common ground with Frankie who’d resigned herself to a lonely few months finishing her novel. ![]() Frankie is a writer, the author of a successful children’s crime series. One morning in 2017, Frankie answers the phone to a journalist who plans to unmask her to the world, revealing her part in a piece of art she cocreated in 1996, aged sixteen. We are fugitives, and the law is skinny with hunger for us The edge is a shantytown filled with gold seekers. Last year’s short story collection, Tunneling to the Centre of the Earth, also impressed me so I jumped at the chance to read Now Is Not the Time to Panic in which two teenage misfits spend the summer creating and disseminating an artwork which has dramatic effects on their small Tennessee town, reverberating across the world. It ended up on my books of the year list. ![]() A few years ago, I read Kevin Wilson’s Nothing to See Here despite my reluctance at the prospect of children spontaneously combusting. ![]()
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