Publisher's Synopsis
Miranda couldn't have told anyone when the knowing began. It was an essence as familiar as her own face in the mirror, or the colour of her eyes. She had always known too much, felt too much.
She wondered how it was that feeling deeply connected to the inner parts of other people's lives could make her feel so ... separate. She longed to be like the other girls with their carefree school yard chatter. The wrong thing always seemed to be ready to fall from her lips. It was hard to remember to hide things she knew.
When her new friend Rosa is badly hurt in a bus accident while sitting next to her on the school bus, Miranda feels helpless. She hadn't known. She should have known. Nothing made sense. Where was the knowing when she needed it? It seemed the closer she was the less she knew.
She most wanted to know about her father, who was lost at sea. It had been three months, and still no sign of him.
