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Stolen / Lucy Christopher.
Sixteen-year-old Gemma, a British city-dweller, is abducted while on vacation with her parents and taken to the Australian outback, where she soon realizes that escape attempts are futile, and in time she learns that her captor is not as despicable as she first believed.
Record details
- ISBN: 9780545170932
- ISBN: 0545170931
- ISBN: 9780545170949
- ISBN: 054517094X
- Physical Description: 299 pages ; 22 cm
- Edition: First American edition.
- Publisher: New York : Chicken House, 2010.
Content descriptions
| General Note: | Publisher, publishing date and paging may vary. |
| Target Audience Note: | Young Adult Follett Library Resources HL570L Lexile Decoding demand: 93 (very high) Semantic demand: 100 (very high) Syntactic demand: 86 (very high) Structure demand: 87 (very high) Lexile |
| Study Program Information Note: | Accelerated Reader AR UG 4.3 12 137159. |
| Awards Note: | Printz Honor 2011 |
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| Subject: | Kidnapping > Juvenile fiction. Interpersonal relations > Juvenile fiction. Australia > Juvenile fiction. |
| Genre: | Teen fiction. Action and adventure fiction. |
Available copies
- 13 of 14 copies available at Missouri Evergreen. (Show)
- 1 of 1 copy available at Cass County.
Holds
- 0 current holds with 14 total copies.
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| Location | Call Number / Copy Notes | Barcode | Shelving Location | Status | Due Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Cass County Library-Harrisonville | YA CHR 2013 (Text) | 0002205378884 | Young Adult Fiction | Available | - |
Stolen
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Stolen
It felt like we were flying. Fresh air hit me, smelling like flowers and cigarettes and beer. There were other people, somewhere, talking softly, shrieking like monkeys when they laughed. You pulled me through some shrubs, then around the corner of a building. A twig caught in my hair. We were near the rubbish bins. I could smell rotting fruit. You pulled me to you again, tilting my face and saying something. Everything about you was fuzzy, floating on the fumes of the bins. Your beautiful mouth was moving like a caterpillar. I reached out and tried to catch it. You took my fingers in yours. The warmth of you shot from my fingertips right up my arm. You said something else. I nodded. Some part of me understood. I started getting undressed. Excerpted from Stolen by Lucy Christopher All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
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