Anastasia was born in 1979, at the age of ten.She's been around ever since, and she's only thirteen now. I never get tired of writing about her and her family. Katherine Krupnik, her mother, reminds me of myself.
Anastasia finds herself in another embarrassing mess when she accidentally puts the bag of her dog's droppings instead of her mother's packages in the mailbox, and things get worse when the police investigate the mailbox.
Anastasia continues the perilous process of growing up, as her thirteenth year involves conquering the art of rope climbing, playing Cupid for a recently widowed uncle, and surviving a crush on her gym teacher.