The Crying Rocks

About Joelle's life before she was found - brought in from the railway depot, a scrawny five-year-old child - there isn't a lot known for sure.

"And don't ask me! I can't remember anything," she snaps at anyone who pries including the weird kid named Carlos who sits in the back row in Spanish class.

It's Carlos who leads her through the forest to the ancient Crying Rocks, where howls on windy days are thought to be the spirit voices of children long ago, flung from the boulders to early death. The terrible story draws Joelle into the downdraft of her own memory, to a window, a shadowy mother, a freight train escape from Chicago. It also leads her toward the history of a lost American people, and the discovery of a rare kind of courage that runs deep in her family.