The Summer of Firsts and Lasts

The Summer of Firsts and Lasts

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by Terra Elan McVoy

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Now in paperback, a sweet and sexy novel about summer romance and sisterly bonds, from the author of Pure and After the Kiss.

Three sisters. One life-changing summer.

Calla loves summer because summer means Duncan. They’ve been best friends for years, but Calla has never worked up the nerve to tell him how she really feels.See more details below


Now in paperback, a sweet and sexy novel about summer romance and sisterly bonds, from the author of Pure and After the Kiss.

Three sisters. One life-changing summer.

Calla loves summer because summer means Duncan. They’ve been best friends for years, but Calla has never worked up the nerve to tell him how she really feels. This summer, the summer before college, is Calla’s last chance.

Violet isn’t much of a rule breaker in real life. But this isn’t real life, this is summer, and Violet is determined to make the most of it. Besides, a little sneaking out never hurt anyone. And sneaking out with James is 100% worth the risk...even though James is completely off-limits.

Daisy has never been the sister that boys notice, but when sparks fly with Joel at the first bonfire of summer, it seems so easy and right. So why is being his girlfriend so complicated? 
“An unflinchingly honest look at sisterhood, first love, and how one amazing summer can change everything. I completely lost myself in this book.” —Lauren Barnholdt, author of Two-way Street

 “This is a poignant portrayal of sisterhood, summer love, responsibility, betrayal, and forgiveness that fully captures the intensity and emotion of the fleeting days at summer camp.” —Booklist

 “McVoy’s writing brings the summer camp setting to life.”—Publishers Weekly

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School Library Journal
Gr 9 Up—Three sisters are eagerly anticipating their summer at Camp Callanwolde, which has long been a family tradition. Calla, the responsible oldest sibling, is heading to college in the fall; she is working in the director's office after years of being a camper and is determined to do things right. She has had a longtime crush on Duncan, one of the counselors, but hasn't worked up the nerve to say anything to him. Middle-sister Violet strikes up a friendship with an outsider who helps her break rules and gets her into major trouble. Daisy, the youngest, is just starting to find her place at Callanwolde, but has to deal with bullying girls and a disappointing tryst with the boy she's had her eye on. The story is told in alternating chapters by the three protagonists, which sometimes becomes confusing. It is very plot driven, with little physical description of the setting or the characters and slow to get going. However, readers will be able to relate to the sisters' experiences, such as Calla's first time getting drunk, Violet's first sexual encounter, and Daisy's intensive track training. Fans of Ann Brashares's "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" series (Delacorte) or Jodi Lynn Anderson's "Peaches" books (HarperCollins) may enjoy McVoy's novel because of the focus on the girls' close relationship and the character-centered story lines.—Kathleen E. Gruver, Burlington County Library, Westampton, NJ
Publishers Weekly
Sisters Calla, Violet, and Daisy are overjoyed to be back at their beloved Camp Callanwolde for another summer together. Calla, who is starting college in the fall, has loved best friend Duncan for years and is hoping this will be the summer they finally get together. Readers will relate as Calla creates meaning in every comment and look from her crush, while understanding her sisters' frustration at her passivity. Violet embarks on a forbidden relationship with James, a camp counselor, but is also drawn to bad girl Brynn, which leads to problems for all three sisters. Daisy's summer is off to a strong start when cute Joel seeks her out, but after a make-out session gone bad, it takes a nosedive. Watching Daisy learn to stand up for herself in the face of bullying is perhaps the most moving part of this well-told story that celebrates the powerful love between sisters. Although the siblings' voices are essentially the same, McVoy (After the Kiss) switches between their perspectives frequently, keeping the story moving, and her writing brings the summer camp setting to life. Ages 14–up. (May)
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“An unflinchingly honest look at sisterhood, first love, and how one amazing summer can change everything. I completely lost myself in this book.” –Lauren Barnholdt, author of Two Way Street

"This is a poignant portrayal of sisterhood, summer love, responsibility, betrayal, and forgiveness that fully captures the intensity and emotion of the fleeting days at summer camp." –Booklist

"[A] well-told story that celebrates the powerful love between sisters....[McVoy's] writing brings the summer camp setting to life." —PW

"Fans of Ann Brashares's "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" series (Delacorte) or Jodi Lynn Anderson's "Peaches" books (HarperCollins) may enjoy McVoy's novel because of the focus on the girls' close relationship and the character-centered story lines."

"Will most certainly transport readers back to the their own magical summer camp memories of first crushes, giggling friendships, and midnight ghost stories told around crackling bonfires." —VOYA

Children's Literature - Janis Flint-Ferguson
It is the first day of summer camp and Daisy is not so sure about any of it. Her sisters have been coming to Camp Callanwolde forever, in fact her oldest sister Calla has graduated from camper to staff. For middle sister, Violet, this is the last year as a camper and she is hoping that it will be the year she finally lets James know how she feels about him. This is made difficult by the fact that he is now a counselor. In this richly detailed story of siblings, friendships, and relationships, each sister chronicles the escapades of camp from her own perspective: the crazy activities, the summer loves, and the risky business. Daisy is the baby of the family who has always been protected by her older sisters. Now she is fighting the harassment of a girl who just does not like her and the first pangs of attraction to the opposite sex. Violet is also struggling to be independent, to break out from the safe, and boring. She befriends Brynn, a wild and troubled girl who seems proud of her own ability to make things happen. Calla loves camp life, but is unsure about working in the office. She also has a silent crush on Duncan, whom she has known for many summers. Their forays into camp love are especially poignant and mark significant rites of passage. The characters do not always make prudent decisions, but they mirror many of the real life situations adolescent girls face as they find out who they are and what matters most to them. This novel is entertaining and provocative even for those female readers who did not spend their summers at camp. Reviewer: Janis Flint-Ferguson
Kirkus Reviews

Three sisters try to figure out themselves and their relationships with each other during their last summer together at Camp Callanwolde.

Calla is ambitious, smart and obsessed with her longtime crush and never boyfriend, Duncan. Violet is artistic, confident and head over heels with James, who is definitely off-limits. Daisy is athletic and taken by surprise by Joel, who is as intriguing as he is confusing. Everything seems on course for it to be the best summer ever, when Brynn, a girl who is determined to make things happen, turns all their lives upside down. Brynn is sometimes a catalyst for good, encouraging Daisy to try the zip line and to stand up to the girls intent on bullying her. However, in the midst of her shenanigans she nearly destroys the bonds of trust that exist between the sisters. Rather than forging their own summer experiences, the sisters seem at the mercy of their circumstances, a lack of growth that makes the story unsatisfying. The sisters' three stories merge and separate as the point of view shifts from one sister to the next with each new chapter. Shifting narrators, a too-large cast and competing, rather than complementing, story lines keep this tale from ever finding its legs.

Readers will quickly become frustrated by the uneven plot and the setting of summer camp, which never makes it past cliché. (Fiction. 14 & up)

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The way Calla’s marching back and forth up there with her white shorts and her important-person headset, you’d think they really did name this camp after her, instead of the other way around. She was bouncy and excited when Violet and I arrived for check-in yesterday, running over to grab us in a hug before we were hardly out of the car, but this morning I can tell she’s nervous. Tenser than normal, anyway. It could just be from her job working in the camp director’s office, and the stress of the first gathering. Or it could mean something’s already happened with Duncan.

I bend as subtly as I can to see where he’s sitting with the kids in Muir cabin. He isn’t watching Calla, but that doesn’t say much. Duncan’s seen her get uppity. He’s even seen her in those starchy white shorts.

I can’t look around too much though, because I know Violet’s probably watching me, wanting to check if I’m okay. But I’m fine. I know Flannery from my cabin last year, and there’s this girl Manon who I already really like too. The best way I can reassure my older sisters about how no-sweat I am, really, is to not even look around. Last summer, sure, I needed Calla and Violet both to help me figure out where everything was, to teach me the warm-up dances ahead of time so I wouldn’t look like an idiot, to tell me to avoid the sausage links and other vital information like that. But this summer I’m going to be fine. Calla’s got her job, anyway, and now this is Violet’s last summer as a camper. It’s better with me out of their hair.

I need to be discreet this morning for another reason, though. I still don’t see that guy Joel from last night, and I’d feel better if I knew where he was sitting. But I don’t want anyone (especially not him) to catch me searching, either. I’d noticed him staring at me during more games after dinner, so it wasn’t so weird when he came up to congratulate me and my partner for beating them in the three-legged race. But going on to find out what cabin and concentration I was in, and where did I live and what music I was into? Let’s just say last year I was on the sidelines, listening to Violet scoff at the boys who wanted to know that stuff about her.

“Finally. God,” someone murmurs behind me, as the Whitman cabin comes in wearing the same color T-shirts and their hair all in pigtails. They’re singing the “Whitman Yawp” (a tradition that is half football fight song, half jazz hands) and doing their Wizard of Oz skip into the auditorium, coordinated and cheerful as always.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Manon mutters, while on my other side Jordan, a girl whose name I remember only because she has it embroidered on her pillowcase, goes, “We should’ve thought to do that together, coming in.”

Manon rolls her eyes. Our placements are supposed to be done randomly right before we arrive, in order to encourage us to get to know girls from different hometowns, grades, and backgrounds. Though most of us end up in varying cabins every summer, somehow Whitman always houses girls who’ve either been in it before, or else are willing to conform to Whitman legacy. There are lots of traditions here at Camp Callanwolde—most of them emphasizing care for the environment, ourselves, and our community—but even in all this transcendentalist equality, Whitman’s the sorority. You’d think Deena would have done away with it when she took over as director a couple of years ago, because it’s pretty exclusionary to everyone else, but watching them come in, up there onstage, she has a small, almost proud little smile on her face.

“I’d love to get into Whitman and really sabotage those girls,” Manon leans forward and hisses.

“Yeah, or just cream them in the Olympics,” Jordan whispers back.

I nod my agreement, even though they aren’t really talking to me.

Deena finally steps up to get our attention, and the entire formerly-squawking-with-girl-and-boy-chatter hall drops to a total silence. Deena presses an appreciative smile between her lips and says, “Good morning, campers, and welcome!” We all erupt into cheering, officially starting up our camp session.

First are warm-ups, which are basically these stupid dances to a bunch of different songs. Then there are announcements. Among other things, Deena explains the selection process of choosing a former camper to work for a summer in the main office, and Calla comes up on the stage. As Calla waves to everyone and thanks Deena, Duncan lets out this huge hoot of approval. I clap for her too, but both Violet and I know better than to make too much of a scene. Still, I’m glad Duncan made a big deal out of it.

Next the counselors are introduced. When Duncan stands up, his whole cabin jumps up and “Whoomp, whoomp, whoomps” around him while he smiles under his long honey curls. My eyes shoot to Calla, but since she’s sitting now, I can’t really see more than the side of her face and the same “You’re amazing” smile she’s been giving him since they met four summers ago.

Deena moves from the counselors to the concentration instructors, and I zone out a little, checking people out around me without moving my head too much. My favorite instructor from last year, Coach Haddock, got a new job at some college and had to be there this summer, so I’m pretty disappointed. I’d liked running before, but I hadn’t really known I could do it until I met her. I wanted to work with her again. I wanted to try to get really good. As soon as Calla got here for training before first session, she’d e-mailed and said the new coach was really nice, but I want someone who is going to give me a challenge.

Just as Deena says, “Now I’m happy to introduce to you our new track instructor . . . ,” I see Joel, only four rows in front of me, unmistakable with that white-blond hair.

“. . . Sterling McKensie, who coaches track at Oakwood High, just a few towns over from us.”

My eyes are yanked back to the stage.

I feel the blood rush up to my face, and then rush again because I’m embarrassed that I’m blushing. I don’t know if it’s because of Joel’s proximity (how did I miss him before?) or the new coach or both, but around me the whole room is tittering with girls, so it’s more likely the latter. Coach Haddock was strong, lean, and yes, a little leathery; her hair was always in a braid and she never did makeup or anything. But the new coach up there with Deena? Calla somehow failed to mention that he is so good-looking it makes your eyes hurt.

“McKensie? She means McDreamy,” says my cabinmate Olivia. She’s going to be in my track concentration too. The same pink that’s in my cheeks is revved up in hers.

“You can pretend you’re chasing him on the track, then,” I whisper back, trying to sound like I think she’s immature for even noticing, the way Violet would.

“I know. Thank god I picked it, right?” Her face is actually hopeful about this. I don’t say anything back. The new coach takes the mic and talks about how excited he is to be here. It is, I have to be honest, pretty incredible how gorgeous he is.

He sits back down and we meet the other instructors, then Deena goes over changes and upgrades around camp, reminders about safety, blah, blah. Next it’s time for keynote—a twenty-minute devotional on the topic we’re supposed to focus on each day. Today it’s “Beginnings,” and the presenter is the new Languages instructor, Helene. She takes a minute settling both the mic and her glasses in the right position, but then she talks about what it was like when her family moved to America from France when she was thirteen, how no one understood what she was saying, and everyone thought her clothes (very stylish in France) were funny. She hated the grocery store, she tells us, and missed the outdoor markets. Movies made no sense for years.

“I still consider myself French,” she says, voice lilting on different syllables. But now the United States is home to her too, and she doesn’t even mind the grocery store.

It takes us a minute to realize she has finished, but finally we’re clapping. I think there was supposed to be some kind of point there, with the grocery store mention, but she hasn’t really said more than, If you stay somewhere long enough, you’ll just get used to it eventually. And maybe that’s comforting to some of the new campers, who aren’t positive about being marooned here, cell phone– and internet-less for three whole weeks—kids whose parents never heard of Callanwolde before, let alone spent every summer here like our mom did. Maybe last year even I would’ve benefited from it, if I hadn’t had my sisters, but now it pretty much seems like covered territory.

To finish things up, we go over all the camp rules and say the pledge. (I vow to be mindful and respectful of myself and others at all times. I promise to uphold the standards and traditions of Camp Callanwolde.) We all stand up, and each cabin gets to scream a Spirit Splurge cheer to the whole room. Then all that’s left is the whole neck-craning, head-turning, body-shifting shuffle to find our instructors, who are standing in different places around the auditorium. I don’t mean to check, but I watch the Water Sports instructor until Joel shows up beside him. It was weirdly a relief last night to hear he wasn’t in Drama, or Vis Arts.

Around me a couple of my cabinmates who are already “best friends” hug each other good-bye, squealing, “See ya at lunch!” It’s annoying how girls who were strangers a day ago pair up before we’ve even been here twenty-four hours, but then again, I am pretty glad I have Flannery around. I tell her I hope her concentration is good. She wiggles her eyes over at Coach McKensie and says, “Yours will be.” We don’t hug or anything, but she waves happily, and then I take a deep breath and head over to meet my companions for the next three weeks.

© 2011 Terra Elan McVoy

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