"She needed some flavor. Some hot fudge or colored sprinkles. Ideally, she could spin vanilla into hot fudge sundae." (p. 4).

"She was too young to date, her parents proclaimed, but paradoxically, she was old enough to be thrown to the proverbial wolves for the summer. The British wolves." (p. 7).

"How about we just play it by ear," Chrissy asked. Abby's eyebrows show up. "I'm not very good at that." (p. 32).

"The whole place seemed so...British. It was just as dank and gray as she'd been promised. And yet, expansive, colorless, and understated as London seemed, it was, to Abby, completely alive. " (p. 34).

"There was no way that Abby would be able to make her way through half of these books, not even if she started this afternoon and didn't' come out of her dorm again until August. Apparently British students were trusted to read what was appropriate...