The Key To The Golden Firebird

"There are lots of rules for the road, but none when it comes to the heart"
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There are lots of rules for the road, but none when it comes to the heart

Life hasn’t been the same for the Gold sisters since their father died. Brooks is not-so-quietly falling apart, May is desperately trying to keep everything and everyone together, and Palmer… well, who knows what’s up with Palmer. May is sure if she could just learn to drive, life would be so much simpler. But with both her mom and Brooks permanently AWOL, getting her licence is looking hopeless – until Pete offers to teach her. Pete, the incredibly annoying boy-next-door who’s like a brother to May… or is he? This summer May’s going to have to learn to cope with a lot more than just Driver’s Ed if she wants to keep her family together, get the guy and maybe – just maybe – earn the key to the Golden Firebird.

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ISBN Paperback: 9781471401763
ISBN Ebook: 9781471401756



Maureen Johnson

Maureen Johnson was crowned the 2012 Queen of Teen in the UK - but, as it turns out, she is American. She was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, during a massive snowstorm. After a little dalliance with astronomy (she had a glow in the dark star chart) and archaeology (she had a little shovel), Maureen declared her intention to become a writer at the age of eight or nine or so.

She is a New York Times bestselling author of ten YA novels, including SUITE SCARLETT, SCARLETT FEVER, THE KEY TO THE GOLDEN FIREBIRD, 13 LITTLE BLUE ENVELOPES, THE NAME OF THE STAR and THE MADNESS UNDERNEATH. She has also written many collaborative works, such as LET IT SNOW (with John Green and Lauren Myracle), and THE BANE CHRONICLES (with Cassandra Clare and Sarah Rees Brennan). She writes frequently on the subject of Young Adult literature for many publications, and is well-known for her online presence on Twitter @maureenjohnson). Maureen lives in New York, and online on Twitter (or at, and was selected to represent the YA category for World Book Day 2014 with her short story THE BOY IN THE SMOKE. By the way - she's not giving that crown back...


May Gold's actual name was Mayzie. As far as she knew, this was not a real name. It was a made-up, moon-man-language name based on Willie Mays, one of the most famous baseball players of all time. All of the Gold girls were named after baseball players, a testament to their father's obsessive love of the game. Brooks was named after Brooks Robinson, twenty-two-year veteran of the Baltimore Orioles. Palmer was named after Jim Palmer, who was considered to be the best pitcher in Orioles history. May's sisters' names had relevance in their lives. They played softball. (Palmer was, in fact, a pitcher.) Also, Brooks and Palmer were kind of cool-sounding names. May could imagine a Brooks or a Palmer working in a law firm or becoming a famous artist. Mayzie was someone who had a washing machine on her front porch and turned up on some trashy talk show for the "My Mom Married My Brother!" episode. So when the driving examiner, a woman with a helmet of tight, steel-gray curls, a state police jacket, and aviator glasses, came across striding across the lot, calling for "Mayzie Gold!", May nodded stiffly and felt the first tingling of nervous perspiration. She hated hearing that name announced in public. "Get in, please," the woman said. It wasn't a friendly request. May opened the driver's side door of the green minivan and took her position behind the wheel. This was just a test, she told herself. An easy little test. And if there was one thing May was good at, it was tests. Okay, so she hadn't exactly prepared for this test so well. Who needed more than three or four sessions behind the wheel, anyway? She tried to relax, tried to release the tension-building death grip she had on the steering wheel, tried to send messages of peace along her arm muscles, tried to tell her eye not to spasm.