That’s exactly what I thought of Amy Timberlake’s One Came Home. It was the last of this year’s Newberys for me, which is exciting in and of itself, and I enjoyed it even more than I’d hoped. I hadn’t anticipated the narrator to be quite so amusing, and I definitely hadn’t anticipated the sorts of twists and turns her journey to look for her sister involved. I was expecting something, well–I don’t know how to describe it. I’d say more dramatic, but there was drama; I’d say more serious, but many serious things happened. I suppose the coming of age process just happened a bit differently for Georgie than I expected.
Georgie, of course, is the narrator who goes off in search of the sister that she can’t believe is dead. She’s got more than a little Tillerman in her, for all you Cynthia Voigt fans, but it’s mixed with something softer. Her view of life is direct and often humorous–I about laughed out loud at her soliloquy on thumbs–and the things she learns about herself during the course of her journey kept me guessing. I’d like to share more about the plot, but it’s the sort of story where you can either tell a little or a WHOLE lot; there’s not a good way to go in-between. Not wanting to spoil the surprises for you, I’ll just say I was expecting True Grit, and instead got something a bit closer to The Mostly True Adventures of Homer P. Figg. I was certainly not disappointed, so I recommend it wholeheartedly. Don’t miss this one.