In a harsh and noisy time, a young girl's key to her dreams -- music -- may be closer than she thinks. "There was a new song playing in the back of Alma's head. An angry song, for Jovita and her killer, and Eddie, and everybody whose family did things that everybody had to live with. She could feel it, thumping in her brain, but couldn't hear it well enough to even hum it. Not in this house.""She needed quiet, and a guitar. She needed Mrs. B's house."...