Suspense…missing people….creepy caves….

image   Quinn Perkins is a 17 year-old American exchange student living in a small, run-down town in France with her host family.  This host family is somewhat dysfunctional…the father has mysteriously disappeared and has not been seen for years.  The mother was once the headmistress at the local school, but she has lost her position and the school has closed after the suspicious death of one of the students.  There is an older brother who is away at school who suddenly returns.  He is charming and handsome and captivates Quinn’s attention.  Lastly, there is her host sister who is aloof and fragile….almost scared, but what has her acting so bizarre?

The American Girl starts with Quinn running through the woods and into the street where she is hit by a car.  She ends up in the hospital in a coma, and when she awakes she cannot remember anything.   No family comes to visit her, and her entire host family is now missing.  The story hits the news after a couple caught the hit and run accident on video and uploaded it to YouTube. Suddenly, journalists from all over are desperate to get a hold of this sensational story.  Only one succeeds:  Molly Swift who pretends to be Quinn’s American aunt.

The action in the story is quick and full of suspense….it bounces between Quinn’s hidden computer blog and her video confessions while tracking the events as they are playing out in the present.  Quinn quickly becomes a suspect, but Molly believes there is so much more going on in this small town than anyone could imagine.


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