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Four Miles to Pinecone
Contributor(s): Hassler, Jon (Author)
ISBN: 0449703231     ISBN-13: 9780449703236
Publisher: Fawcett Books
OUR PRICE:   $6.29  
Product Type: Mass Market Paperbound - Other Formats
Published: January 1989
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Annotation: Tom Barry's summer starts off bad and only gets worse. He not only has to write a paper during the summer, but he sees his best friend rob a store. He doesn't tell a soul about it, but then later in the summer, at his uncle's resort in the Minnesota woods, Tom becomes part of something much worse. The stakes are higher and this time his life is on the line.
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BISAC Categories:
- Young Adult Fiction | Social Themes - Emotions & Feelings
- Young Adult Fiction | Coming Of Age
- Young Adult Fiction | Social Themes - Values & Virtues
Dewey: FIC
LCCN: 00000000
Lexile Measure: 760
Series: Fawcett Juniper
Physical Information: 0.44" H x 4.16" W x 6.87" (0.15 lbs) 128 pages
 
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He was an eyewitness to a crime that his best friend committed. . . .

"It all started the day school ended"

That was when my English teacher decided not to flunk me--if I wrote a long story during my summer vacation. My name's Tom Barry. I'm sixteen, and I really do want to be a junior next year at the high school in St. Paul where I live. But with my full-time job at Mr. Kerr's grocery store, I didn't think I'd have enough time to do it.

But by the end of the week, the paper seemed small potatoes. You see, Mr. Kerr's store was broken into--and my best friend Mouse was involved. I saw him, but I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to be a fink.

I kept mum because it was right about then that I was invited to stay at my uncle's resort near Pinecone. It's a real neat place in the Minnesota woods, and I figured I would cool out there. And then I found that they have crime just like in St. Paul--but this time the stakes were much higher. Suddenly, my life was on the line. . . .