Antonia Lucia Labella has two secrets: at
fifteen, she’s still waiting for her first kiss, and she
wants to be a saint. An official one. Seem strange? Well,
to Antonia, saints are royalty, and she wants her chance
at being a princess. All her life she’s kept company with
these kings and queens of small favors, knowing exactly
whom to pray to on every occasion. Unfortunately, the two
events Antonia’s prayed for seem equally unlikely to
happen. It’s not for lack of trying. For how long has she
been hoping to gain the attention of the love of her life –
the tall, dark, and so good-looking Andy
Rotellini? Too long to mention. And every month for the
last eight years, Antonia has sent a petition to the
Vatican proposing a new patron saint and bravely offering
herself for the post. So what if she’s not dead?
But as Antonia learns, in matters of the
heart and sainthood, things are about as straightforward
as wound-up linguini, and sometimes you need to recognize
the signs.