Excerpt from Cover The Butter by Carrie Kabak, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

"You'll tell Dad he never lifts a finger to help next," I say.

"We will not allow you to meet with boys, will we, Tom?"

"You're still a child, Katie," says Dad.

I count the worry lines on his forehead, one, two, and three, and so I lie. "I don't meet with boys," I say, then I ask if I can please have another fruit scone.

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