Transplanted: Aubrey MacAslan: Young Adult: Pages 3
Uprooted from a life she loves, Aimee strives to embrace the spirit of adventure in moving across the country. While struggling to cope, she finds comfort in having her family near and in the smile of a new friend.
Half-way there, I stopped to catch my breath and
began to cough as I sucked in the nippy air. Frost clung
to my scarf, which I'd pulled up over my nose to
protect my cheeks from the stinging chill. My frozen
fingers ached and my toes tingled. My socks were
soaking wet. The sole purpose for moonboots was to
keep my feet dry, right?
"I hate it here," I repeated against the wind. "I'm
going to get frostbite, maybe lose a hand or foot. I'll be
lucky to make it back to the house at all!"
It blew on steadily, reaching through to my very bones with an icy grasp, apparently unimpressed with my plight.
My survival instincts kicked in then, and I began
to move as fast as I could through the thick white mass,
concentrating only on putting one foot in front of the
other. I'd almost reached the end of the sea of snow,
literally had maybe one or two steps left, when I sunk
into a deep pocket of it up to my thighs. School books
fell out of my stiff hands and landed all around me.