Rory appreciates her big, sprawling family-and the beauty of twilight down at the lake-but sometimes she wishes she felt a little bit less like a freakish unicorn and a little bit more like she belonged. Then a strange (cute) boy trips over her as they wait for the fireworks to begin; but Rory knows how that story goes, and she has better things to do with her time. Especially when disaster strikes in the dark. Suddenly, the boy's motivations? Yeah, majorly, majorly questionable, threatening everything Rory holds dear. A richly imagined story for the postmodern reader who knows that teenage girls are as smart as they come, and family matters more than anything.