Catherine Tavarelli can't believe what she's just found out about her brother, Mickey. He's supposed to be spending his days at college—instead, he's running errands for the local mob. Catherine also suspects that Mickey may be taking and dealing drugs. Catherine's always been Mickey's protector—and she doesn't want him involved in the mob.
So what if she's working secretly at the local mafia social club? And so what if she and her friend Erica do coke once in a while? Catherine can handle it; Mickey can't. Or so she thinks....
I remember reading this book in junior high, randomly selecting it off a shelf in the library. It was my first Shelley Stoehr book and since then I've read several of her books.
I can't really remember exact details, except my adolescent self enjoyed the story. It was fairly fast-paced, about a dysfunctional family in New York. The main character, a waitress, had higher dreams for herself, but caught in her present predicament and problems with her brother.
It was set at a time when knee-high boots were popular again.
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