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THE ADORATION
OF JENNA FOX

by Mary E. Pearson

Henry Holt Books for Young Readers
On Sale Now
Hardcover
272 pages
ISBN: 9780805076684

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DESCRIPTION

Seventeen-year-old Jenna has been told that is her name. She has just awoken from a year-long coma, and she’s still recovering from the terrible accident that caused it. Her parents show her home movies of her life, her memories, but she has no recollection. Is she really the same girl she sees on the screen?

Little by little, Jenna begins to remember. But along with the memories come questions --- questions no one wants to answer for her. What really happened after the accident?

In this fascinating novel, acclaimed author Mary E. Pearson presents an unforgettable look at one human life and a glimpse into a possible future that may be closer than we think.

 

AUTHOR BIO

Mary E. Pearson is the author of three other novels for teens --- A ROOM ON LORELEI STREET, DAVID V. GOD, and SCRIBBLER OF DREAMS. She writes full-time from her home in Carlsbad, California, where she lives with her husband and two dogs.

 

EXCERPT

I look at my fingers again, the ones that trembled and shook just a few days ago at Mr. Bender’s kitchen table. I bring them together, fingertip to fingertip, like a steeple. Each one perfect by appearance. But something is not…right. Something that I still have no word for. It is a dull twisting that snakes through me. Is this a tangled feeling that everyone my age feels? Or is it different?  Am I different?  I slide my steepled fingers, slowly, watching them interlace. Trying to interlace, like a clutched desperate prayer, but again, I feel like the hands I am lacing are not my own, like I have borrowed them from a twelve-fingered monster. And yet, when I count them, yes, there are ten. Ten exquisitely perfect, beautiful fingers.

Excerpted from THE ADORATION OF JENNA FOX © Copyright 2008 by Mary E. Pearson. Reprinted with permission by Henry Holt Books for Young Readers. All rights reserved.

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