Shelby Jane Cooper is seventeen, pretty and quiet. It's just Shelby
and her mom, Shaylene, a court stenographer who wears pyjama jeans,
stitches tapestry, eats ice-cream for dinner and likes to keep
Shelby safe. So safe she barely goes out. So safe she doesn't go to
school. Because anything could happen, to a girl like Shelby.
Anything. When Shelby gets knocked down by a car, it's not just her
leg that's broken: Shelby's world is shattered. Her mom turns up to
collect her and drives off into the night, like it's the beginning
of a road trip, like two criminals on the run, like Thelma and
Louise or Bonnie and Clyde. And somehow, everywhere she looks,
there's a coyote watching her, talking to her, telling her not to
believe. Who is Shelby Jane Cooper? If the person who keeps you
safe also tells you lies, who can you trust?