LOST AT SEA

Raleigh doesn't have a soul. A cat stole it -- or at least that's what she tells
people -- or at least that's what she would tell people if she told people anyt
hing. But that would mean talking to people, and the mere thought of social inte
raction is terrifying. How did such a shy teenage girl end up in a car with thre
e of her hooligan classmates on a cross-country road trip? Being forced to inter
act with kids her own age is a new and alarming proposition for Raleigh, but may
be it's just what she needs -- or maybe it can help her find what she needs -- o
r maybe it can help her to realize that what she needs has been with her all alo
ng.