Twelve-year-old Maddie has a quirky sense of humor and loves making her classmates laugh by slapping on fake mustaches every chance she gets.

FL: When I was little, a kid pointed at me on the playground and shouted, " Her arm fell off!" then ran off screaming in terror to his mom.

LL: Trees can't tell jokes, but they can certainly tell stories.

FL: It's hard to talk to trees.

Life is harsh in Chennai's teeming streets, so when runaway sisters Viji and Rukku arrive, their prospects look grim.

Last Line: Without even saying a word.

LL: We got our three lines of history.

Red is an oak tree who is many rings old.

FL: "Harper! Come quick!"

LL: "Bring licorice."

FL: Tell you what. I already know who stuffed this t-shirt into my locker.

First Line: Matt didn't have much time.