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Dee Romito lives in her hometown of Buffalo, New York, where she and her family are steadily checking items off their own bucket list of adventures. You’re likely to find her at the local ice cream shop, writing at a café, or curled up on the couch with her cats. And while she does her best to be a grown-up most of the time, giggling with her BFFs is still one of her all-time favorite things. To join the fun and create your own bucket list, visit TheBFFBucketList.com.
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No Place Like Home chapter one When I was little, I used to wish I could fly. I dreamed of soaring through the air and seeing the world from far above it—with the houses and trees becoming so tiny I could put them in a dollhouse, and all the little automobiles turning into toy cars before my eyes. But I’m pretty sure that somewhere along the line, the universe got its signals seriously crossed, because this life of mine isn’t quite what I meant. “Dad, can I please finish my dessert before I do the essay on the thirteen colonies?” I ask. Does it count as school when you’re thirty thousand feet in the air and your dad is your teacher? A blob of warm, fudgy icing slides down the side of my brownie and helps make my point. “Sure. I have something to talk to you about anyway.” Dad pushes his tray into the arm of his seat (yeah, fancy contraptions in the fancy seats) and turns to face me. Translation: serious conversation. I dig my fork into the brownie and shove a big mound of it in my mouth. “I know it’s hard for you to be flying all over the country like this, Kenzie,” says Dad. “You don’t get to do a lot of the things other twelve-year-olds do.” We’ve had this conversation before. Dad tells me how sorry he is that his job forces us to travel all the time. No, literally, ALL THE TIME. We don’t spend more than a few days in one place before we’re on our way to the next stop. He’s a consultant for companies trying to go green, yet we guzzle up fuel like crazy getting to all his meetings. Kind of ironic. We lost my mom three years ago, and while Dad couldn’t afford to give up his job, he also wasn’t about to go anywhere without me anymore. On that first day we were on our own, those were his exact words. He knelt down in front of me, gently grabbed my hands, and said, “Kenzie, I’m not about to go anywhere without you anymore.” So he told his company he wouldn’t fly international (uh, hello, Dad—Paris and London?!) and that they had to let me travel with him. That’s our deal and I get it. I always tell him it’s okay, and that it’s actually sort of fun staying in fancy hotels and getting to see different cities, because it is. What I don’t say is that I miss having my own bed, a place for my things, and a best friend I can see every day. “Sweetie, are you listening to me?” asks Dad. Clearly, I haven’t been. There’s chocolate on my chin, and Dad’s face is all excited-looking. I totally missed something. “Sorry, what did you say again?” I ask. “Ooh, did they approve the assignment in Minnesota? Because you said next time we could go to the Judy Garland Museum.” The Wizard of Oz is my all-time favorite movie, but we’ve had to skip the museum the last three times. Fun side trips aren’t easy to squish into jam-packed meeting days. Dad laughs. “No, that’s not it. I said we’re staying in Las Vegas for about six weeks.” It takes me a good ten seconds before I really get what he’s saying. “Six weeks?” I ask. My mouth drops open, and not for another bite of brownie. “What? Why? I mean, how is that even possible?” Dad smiles like he’s amused by my response. “This one’s a big project. They rented us a house, and I was thinking you might want to enroll in the local middle school for—” “Yes, please!” I don’t even give him a chance to finish. “A real school with real kids and lunches full of tater tots and those cute little milk containers? Who wouldn’t want that?” Dad chuckles again. “It sounds fun, doesn’t it?” Yes, it so does. KIDS. Like, people my size, not dressed in business suits or hotel-employee uniforms. No chaperone assigned to me while my dad is in meetings. Teachers who don’t go totally overboard with assignments and projects. I haven’t been to an actual school in a while, but I’m pretty sure they’re still the same. Dad takes my enormous smile as a yes. “Okay, then, it’s settled,” he says. “We’ll take care of the paperwork as soon as we get there.” Although Vegas isn’t where we’re headed now. We’ve got Chicago, Santa Fe, and Denver to hit first. Dad glances over at my essay notes and taps his finger on the paper. “ ‘Foreign’ doesn’t follow the i-before-e rule, remember?” He taps again, this time at the bottom. “And two n’s in ‘tyranny.’ But otherwise it’s looking good, sweetie.” I correct the mistakes, circle them, and add a couple of stars as reminders. They will most definitely be on this week’s spelling test. “But I guess we can skip the essay for now,” Dad adds casually. Yes! Homework pass for the win. Dad gets up to use the bathroom, and everyone else in first class is either asleep or has headphones on, so for a few minutes it’s like I have the place to myself. I quietly sing the chorus of “We’re Off to See the Wizard,” bopping my head from side to side. And to top it all off, the flight attendant asks if I’d like another brownie. FYI, the answer to that is always yes. * * * After the one-day trips to Chicago and Santa Fe, we arrive in Denver, exhausted. These shorter trips totally wear me out. Our first stop is always to see Fiona at the hotel concierge desk. They’re the people who take care of whatever you need (dinner reservations, tickets to a show, a toothbrush because you forgot yours), and regulars like my dad get to know them pretty well. “My favorite guests!” says Fiona when she sees us. Her beautiful British accent is quite possibly my favorite ever. She comes out and gives us each a big hug, and I immediately catch the familiar scent of her lilac perfume. She’s the kind of absolutely gorgeous that makes it impossible not to notice her instantly. She seems almost as tall as my dad, although I’m guessing she’d lose about four inches without the heels. “I’ll phone the kitchen and order a fresh apple pie,” she says. We don’t bother telling her we’ll never finish it all, because she’ll insist anyway. Fiona uses only two words when she calls the kitchen—“VIP” and “pie.” “You can take what you can’t finish back to your room,” she says when she hangs up. The three of us find a comfy spot in the lobby because Fiona also insists we relax when we get here. She’s one of the reasons I love this place. “How have you been?” Dad asks her. But Fiona waves him off. “My life is nowhere near as interesting as yours. What have you been up to, Kenzie?” She loves hearing about where we’ve been, even if all I have to say is that I got to order an ice cream sundae from room service in New York City. “Well, there is something exciting,” I say. Her eyes open wide, and I hope I don’t disappoint her. “We’re staying in Las Vegas for a while, and I get to go to middle school for six weeks.” I try not to jump all over the place with excitement, but Fiona does it for me. She slaps her hands on the glass table between us, and her chair scoots back a few inches. “Six weeks? Middle school? How fabulous!” The lobby chatter quiets down for a few seconds, but people quickly go back to their conversations. “Lucky girl. You’ll make lots of new friends.” “I hope so,” I say. “I mean, I won’t be there long enough for anything major, but it’ll be nice to be around other kids.” Dad excuses himself to go get us some water. As if he needs to get it himself. All Dad has to do is tip a finger in the air and they’ll bring him whatever he wants. Regular guests get really good service. “But six weeks, that’s half a term,” says Fiona with a smile. “You’ll adore it!” Her enthusiasm is yet another thing I love about her. Plus, she’s put into words exactly what I’ve been thinking. I have six weeks to be a kid in middle school. Six weeks to have a normal life and actually live in one place for more than a weekend. I didn’t even realize how badly I wanted that until now. “You’re totally right,” I say. “As always.” Dad is heading back to us, and Joanne from the Nannies to Go agency Dad uses walks through the front door. She gives me a high five with her red, manicured nails hitting the tips of my fingers. I’m happy to see it’s Joanne, because she always has some grand adventure planned for us. Although Denise (the other nanny I adore here—I call her Denver Denise) takes me to the absolute best restaurants. “Did you finish all your homework on the plane?” asks Joanne. I nod. “What are we doing today?” I ask. “It’s a surprise,” she says. “But let’s just say your nails will never have looked better, your feet will be totally smooth, and you’ll be able to tell all your friends you saw the hottest new movie.” “So it’s not a surprise,” I joke. And as much as I can’t wait for my next adventure in middle school, I have to admit I might miss all this pampering a little.
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Age Range: 9 - 13 years
Grade Level: 4 - 8
Lexile Measure: 0670 (What's this?)
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Series: mix
Paperback: 256 pages
Publisher: Aladdin (September 19, 2017)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 9781481491082
ISBN-13: 978-1481491082
ASIN: 1481491083
Product Dimensions:
5.1 x 0.6 x 7.6 inches
Shipping Weight: 7 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
Average Customer Review:
4.9 out of 5 stars
23 customer reviews
Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#1,158,737 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
A review by Novalee, 10 yrs old:This novel, No Place Like Home, is an outstanding piece of work by Dee Romito, who is the author of The BFF Bucket List. This book seemed real. These details seemed to come from someone who had lived it all. Though this is realistic fiction, as I read the book, I felt like Kenzie, who is the main character.Kenzie is a girl with no real home. She describes her home(s) as first class hotels. Her mother died, and now she and her father travel all over for his business. She is in a new place for a few days, tops. Las Vegas is different. She was surprised when her father told her they were staying for six weeks. That meant going to middle school, which was new for Kenzie, because she was homeschooled by her father.As Kenzie walked into middle school for the first time ever, she immediately met some new people, though she deemed it unimportant to tell her newfound friends, because she did not want to risk being alone.Kenzie was faced with bullies, debates, clubs, and everything you would expect in middle school. As she finally plucked up the courage to tell her father everything and ask him to move, he surprised her first. He had got a permanent job, and they are staying, though her father wants to know if Kenzie has to make a tough call. Travel first class with her dad, or stay in Las Vegas with her friends and keep going to middle school?People who enjoyed the Diary of a Wimpy Kid series would probably enjoy this. Greg and Kenzie are both going to middle school and they both don’t know what to expect.I think my favorite part was when she described the middle school. I wondered if middle school is really like that, with all those classes, clubs, and large halls.
Love everything about this story! Great relatable character and really fun premise.
Loved the story line and the characters.
This is a wonderful story that I highly recommend!
Author Dee Romito is a 100% tween girl whisperer! As with her debut novel, THE BFF BUCKET LIST, she creates characters who are as real as they are lovable. In NO PLACE LIKE HOME, 12 year-old Kenzie and her dad live out of suitcases, hopscotching across the country 365 days a year. So when she suddenly gets to stay in one place for six whole weeks, she might just go a teensy bit overboard when it comes to finally getting to experience middle school. And who could blame her?!But when her six weeks start winding down and the lies she's told start to catch up with her, Kenzie can't wait to rush right back on the road. Running away is a perfectly acceptable way of dealing with problems, right? Except when her dad announces yet another surprise, Kenzie has to find a strength she didn't know she had.I absolutely adored NO PLACE LIKE HOME and middle grade readers will, too. Highly recommend!
No Place Like Home is one of those books that creeps into your heart, and you can't help but fall in love with the characters. You're rooting so hard for a happy ending, and you want so much to fix everything and make everyone understand.Kenzie has what looks like an amazing life to everyone around her--she's travels around the country on First Class flights, stays in 5-star hotels, and everyone around her jumps to get her anything she wants (and more!). But what she's missing is a home. And while most of us take our homes and our lives and experiences for granted, Kenzie sees how special it is because she doesn't have it.So when she gets the chance to go to middle school for 6 whole weeks, she jumps at it . . . and dives into trying everything the school has to offer: the school musical, student government, etc., etc. The only problem is, she doesn't tell anyone that she'll be gone in 6 weeks.What I loved about this story is that Kenzie knew from the beginning she should confess the truth, but it was more fun and easier to just stay quiet. It can be easy to forget just how much our actions can affect others, and this book does not take the easy route. Kenzie has to face the full force of the consequences of her actions, and that is something we don't always see in books.This story is so perfectly middle grade, and I have no doubt that kids (and adults) everywhere will fall in love with Kenzie and her crazy, exciting, hard, complicated, fascinating life!
One of the best qualities of fiction is its ability to allow you to walk in someone else's shoes, to spend a few hours living a life quite unlike your own. Well, I might wish that I got to spend a bit more of my time jet-setting across the country, staying in fancy hotels, dining out at chic restaurants like fortunate seventh grader Kenzie Rhines. Kenzie's dad travels a ton for work -- pretty much all the time -- so since her mother's passing three years ago, she's tagged along, forgoing traditional school in favor of a life in hotels and flying first class. As fun as it sounds, Kenzie feels something missing from her life, and when she has the chance to attend a real middle school in Las Vegas for six weeks, she jumps at the chance. Will she find the grass greener on the other side?Romito's sophomore stand-alone is a heartfelt exploration of what really matters in life and the true meaning of home. Middle schoolers will enjoy the wish-fulfillment aspects of the story, as well as the self-reflection it inspires.
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