"Hallie pressed her cheek against the window of the plane. The jagged snow-covered peaks of the Rockies seemed almost close enough to touch. She looked down at the pockets of snow caught in the black rocks and shivered. She felt as if she had left the real world behind her and had ventured into some terror-filled land of fantasy." So begins one of Barbara Corcoran's early novels, Sasha, My Friend. Leaving her life in California behind after her mother's death, Hallie grows and matures by the end of the novel, learning to enjoy her new life in Montana with her father. "She sat back in her chair," concludes Corcoran. "She was too tired to think much now, but it was nice to have the idea of a real school in the back of her mind. She looked over at her father. He had fallen asleep. His face had...