title: Ten Ways To Make My Sister Disappear
author:  Norma Fox Mazer 
description: Ten-year-old Sprig wears her heart on her sleeve, so when her father, an engineer and architect, leaves to build schools in Afghanistan, she has trouble making the adjustment. Tears also flow when it comes to the teasing dished out by her older sister, Dakota. In small, but well-defined moments, Sprig deals with the superiority of place granted to an older sibling, squabbles with friends, and the faces first love, both for Dakota, and rather surprisingly, for Sprig herself. This short book is best catagorized as slice of life, brought under the umbrella of Dad's absence. It's the characters, though, who really make everything come together. Mazer hits just the right note with each, from the children to the elderly neighbor Sprig saves when the woman has a stroke. In an astute bit of push-pull, Sprig is called a heroine, even though she knows she could have gotten help sooner. A solid choice for an underserved age group. Cooper, Ilene
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  Three SistersMazer, Norma Fox.
  
  
  
  
  
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  Sisters. Her sisters. Always her sisters. Her first memory: a sister, holding
  her by the hand, pulling her down the street. “Come on, baby.” And this memory
  and all the memories pull her down the years. There are three of them and they
  are each three years apart. They are Liz, Tobi, and herself, Karen. They are
  twenty-one, eighteen, and fifteen.
  
  
  Twenty-one works. Eighteen goes to college. Fifteen to high school. There are
  still times when they get together, sprawl on Liz’s bed, eat popcorn and
  apples, and talk half the night. Tobi, middle sister, will argue about
  anything. Liz sits cross-legged, calm, a golden Buddha. Karen looks from one
  to the other, excited by the three of them being together.
  
  
  Their mother pokes her head in the door. “What are you girls talking about so
  long?” She smiles at them as if to say, “Can’t I join you?” They yawn and say
  harmless things about the weather