The novel is "about" three freshmen roommates at "Stanton" college, named for the remarkable feminist Elizabeth Cady Stanton. They are established as three very different young women by the narrator, a prep school graduate from a happy and supportive suburban family--one might think she would be intolerant or stolid; in fact, she is a reliable narrator, whose deepening understanding of her roommates brings the two other, very different young women into focus for the reader. One of her roommates is from California, sharp and cynical, vibrating with energy, almost entirely focused on sports, not at all sure that she should be at Stanton The third roommate, rather matter-of-fact, very poor (on a full scholarship), devoted to her study of science and math, the only church-goer, plays volley ball. The game brings the three together, the narrator rather reluctantly, the Californian enthusiastically (and competitively--winning is all), and the famer's daughter carefully and precisely, a team player. Most of the plot deals with the volley ball games, but the tone is serious and the foreshadowing turns out to be justified. There is great sorrow coming--and it too teaches the roommates. This is a fine book, like virtually everything by Voigt. It may make you cry--but you'll be glad you've read it, and you'll remember it for a very long time.