Again a stranger in a strange place, here quite convincing. Phoebe Kingman, thirteen, has lived all her life in the Andes Mountains of Peru with her father; as the book begins, he is killed in an avalanche and she is shipped off to Maine. What a change--the overused word for the folks down east is tart, and the adjustment isn't easy. Eventually, without any conscious effort, just by being natural and being there, Phoebe makes friends and learns to value the pleasure of good old New England work (as a gringe she never lifted a finger). By the end of nine months she's taken on responsibility for the harvest of a blueberry patch, brightened her grandma's existence and earned the right to sleep in her dead mother's bedroom, even resigned herself to school. Leisurely and introspective, for the identifying reader.