Karen Hesse Books
My thumb
By Karen Hesse
I love my thumb, I truly do, it tastes of pears and carrot stew. It's like a hug, an "I love you." My mom hoped in a year or two there'd be some things that I outgrew, and some I have, but never you.
Read MorePhoenix rising
By Karen Hesse
Thirteen-year-old Nyle learns about relationships and death when fifteen-year-old Ezra, who was exposed to radiation leaked from a nearby nuclear plant, comes to stay at her grandmother's Vermont f...
Read MoreLetters from Rifka
By Karen Hesse
In letters to her cousin, a young Jewish girl chronicles her family's flight from Russia in 1919 and her own experiences when she must be left in Belgium for a while when the others emigrate to Ame...
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