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Pictures of Hollis Woods [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Juvenile Fiction)
  • Author:  Giff, Patricia Reilly
  • Author:  Giff, Patricia Reilly
  • ISBN-10:  0440415780
  • ISBN-10:  0440415780
  • ISBN-13:  9780440415787
  • ISBN-13:  9780440415787
  • Publisher:  Yearling
  • Publisher:  Yearling
  • Pages:  176
  • Pages:  176
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Aug-2004
  • Pub Date:  01-Aug-2004
  • SKU:  0440415780-11-MING
  • SKU:  0440415780-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100011912
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This Newbery Honor book about a girl who has never known family fighting for her first true home “will leave readers . . . satisfied” (Kirkus Reviews).
 
Hollis Woods
is the place where a baby was abandoned
is the baby’s name
is an artist
is now a twelve-year-old girl
who’s been in so many foster homes she can hardly remember them all.
 
When Hollis is sent to Josie, an elderly artist who is quirky and affectionate, she wants to stay. But Josie is growing more forgetful every day. If Social Services finds out, they’ll take Hollis away and move Josie into a home. Well, Hollis Woods won’t let anyone separate them. She’s escaped the system before; this time, she’s taking Josie with her. Still, even as she plans her future with Josie, Hollis dreams of the past summer with the Regans, fixing each special moment of her days with them in pictures she’ll never forget.
 
Patricia Reilly Giff captures the yearning for a place to belong in this warmhearted story, which stresses the importance of artistic vision, creativity, and above all, family.

Patricia Reilly Giff’s most recent Delacorte book isAll the Way Home. She is also the author ofLily's Crossing, a Newbery Honor Book andBoston Globe-Horn BookHonor Book.The house was falling apart. I could see that from the car window. But it didn't bother me. After a while the houses ran together, four now--no, five.

There was the green house where the door didn't quite close; the wind blew in and up the stairs, rattling the window panes. The white house: crumbs on the table, kids fighting over a bag of Wonder bread. The yellow house: sooty, a long-haired woman with braids, no rugs on the stairs, the loud sound of feet going up and down.

Ah, and the house in Branches. Steven's house. But that house was different. I'dlãå

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