'You have to ask yourself, what did you do wrong? You didn't ask to come and live in some poxy village where nothing happens. Not your choice to share living space with a useless stepfather. And don't even mention those twins. So things can only get better when a stranger arrives. Two strangers - there's the son as well. And why he's got a stupid name is only the first mystery about him. Except the village isn't too keen on strangers . . .'
Anna has just moved from the bright lights of Manchester to live with her mother and new step-father in a small village. It seems that there is nothing to do there, and the neighbours all complain about the pink Chevrolet up on bricks outside the house.
But there is a new family at Sneck Cottage - and the boy, Wolf, is a mystery as he is so rarely sighted. Anna is intrigued, and ready to be friends, however illicitly, but her acquaintances in the village respond in a much more reactionary fashion, and his fate is sealed when they discover that he was accused of rape in his last home.
Should he stay and face down his accusers? Should Anna really be making friends with him? How can Wolf rejoin society that is rejecting him so utterly?
