Whatever one expects of a novel by Paul Zindel, [A Star for the Latecomer] is not it. (It is co-authored by his wife.) There are no drunk mothers, wayward fathers, and "off the wall" kids trying to find one another. There is not even the ambiguous mixture of cynicism and hope which has become the Zindel trademark. What there is is a sugar-coated though surprisingly moving family story and teen romance about a 16-year-old, Long Island girl named Brooke Hillary, who attends a Manhattan high school for potential stars in the performing arts. (Brooke's mother has convinced her that she will be a great dancer someday.) With an appealing, sometimes hard-to-believe naivete, Brooke narrates the past year of her life—a time when she learns of her mother's terminal illness, experiences "first love" and "disappointment" (in the tradition of soda shops and good night kisses), and discovers that her real aspirations have nothing to do with her mother's dream for her. What makes this story so unusual is the warm, close relationship Brooke has with her mother—and the involving, heartrending scenes of Brooke seeing her mother waste away physically while fighting valiantly against pain to maintain her dignity and strong support for Brooke. The rest of the characters are one-dimensional and almost incidental to the story…. (pp. 129-30)