Amy and Roger's Epic Detour

  

   I am currently reading Amy and Roger’s epic detour. A gate way book about two strangers on a road trip. Amy is a junior in high school who has been living by herself for the past few months while her brother Charlie is in a teen rehab facility in North Carolina dealing with a drug addiction. Amy’s mom is in Connecticut working at Stanwich College, teaching summer courses in the English department. Her dad recently dies in a car crash, leaving Amy incapable of driving a car. Roger a friend of her mom’s son however is perfectly fine driving thus starts their journey together.  Amy needs to bring her mother’s jeep with her to Connecticut and roger needs a ride. In a stroke of brilliance Amy’s mother decides to ask roger to drive the jeep down and Amy with it. Whenever Roger shows up at her house, Amy realizes how much she has pushed others away since her father passed away, and how unaccustomed she is with talking to others. This is as far as I have gotten into the book, Amy seems clever and funny and I am looking forward to find out what happens.

   Here is a quote form the book that I enjoyed; “Halfway up the now overgrown lawn was the sign that had been there for the last three months, the inanimate object I’d grown to hate with a depth of feeling that worried me sometimes. It was a Realtor’s sign, featuring a picture of a smiling, overly hair sprayed blond woman. For Sale, the sign read, and then in bigger letters underneath that, Welcome HOME.

   I had puzzled over the capitalization ever since the sign went up and still hadn’t come up with an explanation. All I could determine was that it must have been a nice thing to see if it was a house you were thinking about moving into. But not so nice if it was the house you were moving out from. I could practically hear Mr. Collins, who had taught my fifth-grade English class and was still the most intimidating teacher I’d ever had, yelling at me. “Amy Curry,” I could still hear him intoning, “never end a sentence with a preposition!” irked that after six years he was still mentally  correcting me, I told the Mr. Collins in my head to off f*ck.”