Seven Percent of Ro Devereux
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- Ellen O'Clover (Écrivain)
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“Do you remember when we were seven, and your dad took us to the stock show in Denver?” He nods, barely, just enough that I keep going. “There was that fuzzy cow, the Highland, and its hair was so ridiculous and long and they’d just bathed it so it was all curly and you said if I was a cow, I’d be that one?”
Oh my god, I think, watching him bite his lip. His white teeth in the dark, clamping down to hold in his agony. This is the stupidest story of all time.
“Or when you found that arrowhead on the Harrison Gorge trail,” I try again. “And we took it to the Museum of Nature and Science and they brought us to the basement, where they had all those artifacts that were too boring to display but too precious to toss, and they told us it wasn’t real but they gave you that field explorer badge anyway?”
I’m talking faster as I go, babbling, desperate to land on a memory that makes this all okay. My knees ache against the cold concrete.
“Do you remember the first time my mom sent me money?” Miller’s eyes open, hold mine for just a moment before closing again. “And we burned it in the woods even though you hated fire, you didn’t even like birthday candles, but you spent all morning building that tepee fire and we roasted the money on a stick like a marshmallow? And you said it was the world’s most expensive s’more?”
His breath is slowing, and I don’t know if it’s because he’s calming down or because I’m losing him.
“Do you remember when we made pie for the eighth grade bake sale, but we forgot the bottom dough and just decorated the edges and when Mrs.
Morales scooped it out in the cafeteria it got all over her hideous pink dress? Or do you remember that frog we found at the lake, and we named him Peanuts and we took turns keeping him in our rooms but—”
“Ro, they’re here.”
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Résumé
A clever, charming, and poignant debut novel about a girl who must decide whether to pursue her dreams or preserve her relationships, including a budding romance with her ex-best friend, when an app she created goes viral.
Ro Devereux can predict your future. Or, at least, the app she built for her senior project can.
Working with her neighbor, a retired behavioral scientist, Ro created an app called MASH, designed around the classic game Mansion Apartment Shack House, that can predict a person’s future with 93% accuracy. The app will even match users with their soul mates. Though it was only supposed to be a class project, MASH quickly takes off and gains the attention of tech investors.
Ro’s dream is to work in Silicon Valley, and she’ll do anything to prove to her new backing company—and the world—that the app works. So it’s a huge shock when the app says her soul mate is Miller, her childhood best friend with whom she had a friendship-destroying fight three years ago. Now thrust into a fake dating scenario, Ro and Miller must address the years of pain between them if either of them will have any chance of achieving their dreams.
Fans of Emma Lord and Alex Light will love this stand-alone contemporary novel with a masterful slow-burn romance at its core.
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