I have seventeen dollars to my name and a one-way bus ticket to my new college town—two months early. Oh, and the name of a man I’ve never met scrawled on a piece of paper. Henry Wilde. He was my mom’s high school boyfriend. But when I show up on his doorstep, he has no idea that my mom said I could stay with him. And he only has one bed. It’s eight weeks until I can move onto campus. Eight weeks of living with him above his barbershop. So I’m going to make myself useful. Help him out, and not try to pester him about what it’s going to be like at college. Because this homeschooled girl has a lot of questions, but they’re not appropriate for my de facto guardian. Not even if we’re both consenting adults…