Her name, she tells us, is Lucky Linderhoff, and she is thirteen years old -- and the events she tells us about, indeed the unspeakable events, that led to her present situation -- jail, as it turns out -- happened when she was only eleven.But speak about them she does, in her witty, sporadically wise, candid confessions of how she was seduced by her mother's husband, Roger Fishbite, during a hectic motor tour of motels. Lucky and Roger's odyssey -- jammed with jealous tantrums, recriminations, suspicions, and, yes, seduction -- is rambunctiously revealed in Lucky's lively little-girl voice, a voice that captures the combined personalities of Eloise and Lolita.

A modern retelling of Nabokov’s Lolita. But, unlike Lolita, I loved this book! It is told from the young female protagonist’s perspective. She has a very mature and impelling voice as she relates the events that led to her incarceration. The reader is left with no sympathy for her molester, and nothing but respect for her. None of the “blame the victim” crap that readers of Lolita come away with. ( )