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A coming-of-age comedy. A telenovela-worthy drama. A moving family saga. All in a phone call you won’t want to hang up on. “Brilliant . . . Melissa Mogollon did not come to play.”—Kiley Reid, New York Times bestselling author of Such a Fun Age “Yes, hi, Mari. It’s me. I’m over my tantrum now and calling you back . . . But first—you have to promise that you won’t tell Mom or Abue any of this. Okay? They’ll set the house on fire if they find out . . .” Structured as a series of one-sided phone calls from our spunky, sarcastic narrator, Luciana, to her older sister, Mari, this wildly inventive debut “jump-starts your heart in the same way it piques your ear” (Xochitl Gonzalez). As the baby of her large Colombian American family, Luciana is usually relegated to the sidelines. But now she finds herself as the only voice of reason in the face of an unexpected crisis: A hurricane is heading straight for Miami, and her eccentric grandmother, Abue, is refusing to evacuate. Abue is so one-of-a-kind she’s basically in her own universe, and while she often drives Luciana nuts, they’re the only ones who truly understand each other. So when Abue, normally glamorous and full of life, receives a shocking medical diagnosis during the storm, Luciana’s world is upended. When Abue moves into Luciana’s bedroom, their complicated bond intensifies. Luciana would rather be skating or sneaking out to meet girls, but Abue’s wild demands and unpredictable antics are a welcome distraction for Luciana from her misguided mother, absent sister, and uncertain future. Forced to step into the role of caretaker, translator, and keeper of the devastating family secrets that Abue begins to share, Luciana suddenly finds herself center stage, facing down adulthood—and rising to the occasion. As Luciana chronicles the events of her disrupted senior year of high school over the phone to Mari, Oye unfolds like the most fascinating and entertaining conversation you’ve ever eavesdropped on: a rollicking, heartfelt, and utterly unique novel that celebrates the beauty revealed and resilience required when rewriting your own story.
A coming-of-age comedy. A telenovela-worthy drama. A moving family saga. All in a phone call you won’t want to hang up on. “Brilliant . . . Melissa Mogollon did not come to play.”—Kiley Reid, New York Times bestselling author of Such a Fun Age “Yes, hi, Mari. It’s me. I’m over my tantrum now and calling you back . . . But first—you have to promise that you won’t tell Mom or Abue any of this. Okay? They’ll set the house on fire if they find out . . .” Structured as a series of one-sided phone calls from our spunky, sarcastic narrator, Luciana, to her older sister, Mari, this wildly inventive debut “jump-starts your heart in the same way it piques your ear” (Xochitl Gonzalez). As the baby of her large Colombian American family, Luciana is usually relegated to the sidelines. But now she finds herself as the only voice of reason in the face of an unexpected crisis: A hurricane is heading straight for Miami, and her eccentric grandmother, Abue, is refusing to evacuate. Abue is so one-of-a-kind she’s basically in her own universe, and while she often drives Luciana nuts, they’re the only ones who truly understand each other. So when Abue, normally glamorous and full of life, receives a shocking medical diagnosis during the storm, Luciana’s world is upended. When Abue moves into Luciana’s bedroom, their complicated bond intensifies. Luciana would rather be skating or sneaking out to meet girls, but Abue’s wild demands and unpredictable antics are a welcome distraction for Luciana from her misguided mother, absent sister, and uncertain future. Forced to step into the role of caretaker, translator, and keeper of the devastating family secrets that Abue begins to share, Luciana suddenly finds herself center stage, facing down adulthood—and rising to the occasion. As Luciana chronicles the events of her disrupted senior year of high school over the phone to Mari, Oye unfolds like the most fascinating and entertaining conversation you’ve ever eavesdropped on: a rollicking, heartfelt, and utterly unique novel that celebrates the beauty revealed and resilience required when rewriting your own story.
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Pasame el telefono
“I can’t believe you called me six times for this today, Mari.
Abue is going to be fine.
Whether she evacuates or she stays.
She’s like an immortal Pokemon.
Oh my god. And you left me a voicemail?
I just saw the notification . . .
You are such a closeted boomer . . .
Well now that I know you’re alive, I’m gonna need a second to breathe.
I thought you had been kidnapped. And the police were calling me to demand some answers, since you have me saved as ‘ICE Psychopath’ in your phone.
Yes. Mom told me you still haven’t changed that.
Which is not only rude, by the way, but also impractical. Have you thought about that?
What’s gonna happen when you have an actual emergency one day?
You’re gonna be like on your last breath, begging for help. And the cops won’t be able to reach me because my phone’s gonna be locked away in Mrs. Nelson’s desk again for ringing during class.
Luciana Dominguez. Is that your phone?
Yes?
Give it. You can get it from me at the end of class.
Wait, it’s Mari? This f***ing bitch.
Luciana!
Sorry. It’s just . . . my sister.
It was on loud because NO ONE EVER CALLS ME, DUDE.
So imagine my surprise when I get my phone back and see six missed calls, thinking that you’re either dead or I’m being framed—just to call back and get your unbearable high-pitched voice on the line screaming about our grandmother!
Mm-hmm.
And it’s really all or nothing with you, huh?
Because I hadn’t heard a peep out of you since you went back to school.
Nope. Not a single word when I texted you being vulnerable, asking if it was weird that I was starting my senior year but was still scared of Mom.
I shouldn’t be this afraid, but her eyes are so scary. Is that normal? Should I feel more confident?
Or during the important and personal milestone of Rihanna launching her Fenty Beauty line last week.
Ignore my texts about Mom, I’m over it. But can you send me $30 though? It’s urgent.
And now here you are.
Blowing up my phone while I’m trying to prepare for a hurricane.
Along with the underwhelming beginning of my impending adulthood.
Thank you.
No! Don’t start asking ‘how are you’ now, bitch.
I needed you a month ago!
Whatever. You’re lucky there’s a storm coming. I don’t have time to get into this.
So tell me, is your plan to cyberbully and harass Abue into evacuating with us, too? Cuz you’re pretty good at that.
Oh, she’s not listening or picking up your phone calls? Weird. You have the voice of an angel.
Okay, relax, lol.
Just text her that Jesus came to you in a dream and said there’s a one-hundred-pound weight minimum for adults to get into heaven. So if she really wants to meet Princess Diana, she’s gonna have to wait. Because it’s not in her best interest to die right now at ninety-five pounds in a hurricane.
I am being serious, Mari? You know how Abue feels about Lady D.
Fine. But could you at least remind her that all the stores close up during hurricanes too? As the allegedly ‘wiser,’ more ‘trustworthy’ one of us? I tried telling her myself, but she didn’t believe me.
If you stay, you...
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Starred review from March 11, 2024 In this riotous first novel, a Florida high school senior is thrust by her cantankerous Colombian-American mother into the role of caretaker for her grandmother. Nana is already struggling to complete her graduation requirements when doctors find a mass in her grandmother Abue’s gallbladder. With Nana’s older sister, Mari, away at college, Nana’s mother, Elena, expects her to accompany Abue to her doctor’s appointments and serve as interpreter. Shenanigans ensue as Elena insists they hide the full extent of Abue’s health crisis from her, convinced that “if Abue ‘finds out the wrong information at the wrong time,’ she’ll just give up and die.” Meanwhile, Nana argues in vain that they are robbing the family matriarch of the ability to decide on her course of treatment. Nana’s mordant wit supplies laughs—“Sorry if I’m out of breath. It’s all the running away from our problems”—even as family secrets spill forth to reveal the intergenerational trauma that caused Abue to cut off communication with nearly all of her relatives in Colombia. Amid the frequent histrionics—Abue often threatens to drop dead or kill someone to make a point—Mogollon also manages to convey the fierce love that binds the women across generations. When they finally arrive at varying degrees of acceptance, it feels inevitable rather than contrived. Mogollon wows with tenderness and uproarious profanity. Agent: Mariah Stovall, Trellis Literary.
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