Raleigh doesn’t have a soul. A cat stole it - or at least that’s what she tells people - or at least that’s what she would tell people if she told people anything.
How did such a shy teenage girl end up in a car with three of her hooligan classmates on a cross-country road trip? Being forced to interact with kids her own age is a new and alarming proposition for Raleigh, but maybe it’s just what she needs - or maybe it can help her to realise that what she needs has been with her all along.
- Cat. No.