Every single thing was a secret.” Frankie Budge: C’est moi! Every single thing you loved became a source of both intense obsession and possible shame. And so I almost never told anyone what I liked because I was terrified they would tell me how stupid I was. It just disappeared.” On the act of reading, she says, “I had no idea what other people thought was good or what was important. On the act of writing, Frankie says, “I thought that the saddest thing that could happen was that something inside your head worked so hard to make it into the world and then nothing happened. Rather than being destroyed by the experience, Frankie is saved-from others as well as from her own inward-turned inclinations.įrankie’s voice is so clear and compelling, her inner life so well-drawn, that I don’t doubt her existence for a second. The act of the two teens having expressed themselves through art changes not only the artists themselves but the lives of everyone who sees their work. The (unwarranted) fear turns to dangerous hysteria as the townspeople try to find out who is behind this unsigned, anonymous creation.
Soon, they create something beautiful, thrilling, and so far removed from a Hallmark card with a kitten next to a red watering can that the people in town are frightened. Between their comically awkward kiss sessions (which made my lips hurt just reading about them), Frankie and Zeke endeavor to make art. The day Frankie shows Zeke a broken photocopy machine-stolen by the triplets and then abandoned in the garage-a means to merge their talents is discovered. Frankie already is, though she doesn’t yet know that writing is making art. When Frankie meets Zeke, however, the new kid in her small, Tennessee town, she discovers someone who is even more of an outsider than she. So while she’s at work, and they’re flipping burgers, Frankie is alone-a state of being that suits her fine, since she has no friends and just wants to write the novel she started-a reimagined, “evil” Nancy Drew. She did, however, insist they get summer jobs. Since Frankie’s father left to start a new family (with a new wife and a baby daughter, also named Frances), Frankie’s mother has abandoned any idea of taming the triplets. She has older triplet brothers, feral things who tumble in and out of the house smelling of fast-food fries. Sixteen-year old Frankie (Frances) Budge is a girl who has never kissed a boy and doesn’t particularly like to be touched. Play icon The triangle icon that indicates to play
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