Some people collect baseball cards. Or hedgehogs. Or belly-button lint. Not Felicity Juniper Pickle. She collects words - words people are thinking about, or words they want. Some have wings, and some have zebra stripes. Yet although Felicity has been all over the country, there’s one word she’s never seen - home.
Felicity is tired of wandering from place to place. Making friends when you’re the new girl can be harder than fractions. But when the family’s dusty green van rolls into Midnight Gulch, Felicity feels her luck begin to change. For the first time in her eleven years, she’s found a place where she can grow some good memories……and maybe even make a friend. That’s because Midnight Gulch used to be magical - until a curse drove the magic away.
At least, that’s what most people think.
Felicity can tell there’s still a snicker of magic in Midnight Gulch. It hasn’t disappeared; it’s just been playing bride-and-seek for a very long time. All she has to do is find the right words to turn it loose.
