I’m not sure why but verse novels generate all the feels. Floaty, ethereal emotions that lure you in and linger long after the last word is read. Drift is one of those novels.
Maybe it’s Pip Harry’s prodigious ability with words. Perhaps it’s Nate and Luna’s blossoming friendship. Perhaps it’s the bittersweet discomfiture of wanting more, missing what was and having to deal with an uncertain tomorrow that makes Drift so appealing.
Nate
is in his mid-teens, an ex-pat child of Singapore, recently rehomed along with
his physically challenged mother in Australia which he finds as alien and isolating
as being on the moon. Luna, his neighbour appears a sensitive and understanding
ally however is nursing her own darkness.
When over 20,000 swarming bees decide Nate’s home is the place to be, he and Luna unite to save them along with local surfy and ace beekeeper, Tyler.

















