I keep thinking I’ll see him any moment. It’s crazy. I don’t even know what he looks like. And it shouldn’t matter that I can’t find him. I’ve been fine for 14 years without him. Sorry, this is a stupid email. Hope everything in Sydney is cool. MLKShe was just about to log off when a new message popped into her mailbox. It was from Jackson. It was short and to the point and just what she needed to hear. Hey MLK. It is important. Go for it. Find him. xxxxxxx Love you all ways, JDT.Maeve’s safe world is torn apart when her mother dies in a car crash. Sent to live with her strict Chinese grandparents, she fights to hold onto the things she loves most – her two best friends, her dancing, her baby brother Ned. Secretly she pins her hopes on her Irish father, who doesn’t even know she exists. From Sydney to Surfers, from Hong Kong to Ireland, Maeve searches for a path to follow, a place to belong.A story about true friends, scattered family, and the life you make for yourself.