A neurodiverse twelve-year-old girl is shown an amazing new technology that gives her another chance to talk to the best friend she lost. But she soon discovers the corporation behind the science hides dark secrets that only she can expose in this heartwarming and heroic sophomore novel from the award-winning author of A Kind of Spark. A CILIP Carnegie Medal nominee! *"McNicoll writes Adrien and narrator Cora with nuance and verve." -Publishers Weekly, Starred Review It has never been easy for Cora to make friends. Cora is autistic, and sometimes she gets overwhelmed and stims to soothe her nerves. Adrien has ADHD and knows what it is like to navigate a world that isn’t always built for the neurodiverse. The two are fast friends until an accident puts Adrien in a coma. Cora is devastated until Dr. Gold, the CEO of Pomegranate Institute, offers to let Cora talk to Adrien again, as a hologram her company develops. While at first enchanted, Cora soon discovers that the hologram of Adrien doesn’t capture who he was in life. And the deeper Cora dives into the mystery, the more she sees Pomegranate has secrets to hide. Can Cora uncover Pomegranate's dark truth before their technologies rewrite history forever? Praise for Show Us Who You Are: Through Cora’s frank, insightful narration and heartwarming bond with Adrien, McNicoll—herself neurodivergent— vividly explores tough issues such as death and identity with nuance, humor, and care." -Kirkus Reviews "McNicoll’s suspenseful story has a lot to say about what makes a person worthy of respect.” –The Horn Book Praise for A Kind of Spark: An NCTE Charlotte Huck Recommended Title for Outstanding Ficiton for Children! A Blue Peter Award Winner! A Carnegie Medal Award Nominee! ★ " A must-read for students and adults alike.” — School Library Journal, starred Review ★ " A disturbing, potentially prescient read ." — Publishers Weekly , starred review " Earnest and perceptive." —Kirkus Reviews " Readers will appreciate Addie's honesty , and they may follow her lead in reconsidering history." — The Bulletin " The writer (autistic herself) busts some myths about neuro-divergency as she presents a flawed, loving, believable family and a convincing, nuanced, and very likable main character with a distinctive voice.” — The Horn Book "A well-written representation that will be appreciated for creating bridges of understanding.” — Booklist Elle McNicoll is a children's author from Scotland who now lives in East London. As a neurodivergent writer, she is passionate about disability rights and representation. Her debut novel, A Kind of Spark, was a Waterstones Children's Book Prize winner and a Blue Peter Book Award winner. Show Us Who You Are is her second full-length work. You can find Elle online at ellemcnicoll.com. 1 The Dreaded Party in Knightsbridge A Few Months Earlier   “I don’t see why I have to come with you both,” I say, scowling at my older brother, Gregor, and my dad as they rush me out the front door and into our junky old car. “It’s this little thing called the law, Cora,” Dad says as he cheerfully pushes me into the backseat while Gregor frantically checks his reflection in the rearview mirror. “I’m not allowed to leave you alone in the house. Especially after what you did to the toaster.” “The guy from the fire department said that happens all the time. Besides, you’re going to let me run around London by myself during the summer,” I argue. The engine starts and we back out onto the road, setting off for the posh part of town. “That’s way more dangerous than our house. People drive like maniacs nowadays.” “Don’t I know it,” Gregor mutters as Dad flies over a speed bump, causing my brother and me to grab our armrests and hold on for dear life. The evening lights of London are too bright for me after an absolutely rubbish day at school. I flick the tension out of my fingers and close my eyes. I am in no mood to put on a social mask and try to appear interested in all the boring things the grown-ups are going to say. Thirteen soon. My, that’s a big girl. So sad about your mother, we heard all about it. No, thank you. Soon enough, Dad and Gregor are bickering about where to park and I realize that we are almost there. Gregor shoves a hastily wrapped present into my hands as we reach the stoop of the enormously tall, but extremely narrow, town house, with a few balloons tied on the doorknob. “Whose birthday is this?” I hiss as Gregor rings the doorbell. “Rule Britannia” plays as soon as he does, and Dad has to clap a hand over my mouth to cover my sarcastic groan. “Save the attitude for later,” Gregor hisses back. “Oh, I will.” “It’s the son of my boss. He’s your age. Give the present to the maid.” “The maid?!” The black front door is heaved open to reveal . . . a maid. She looks exhausted and thoroughly unamused. Music and conversation and crowds of people can be seen and heard just behind her. Dad hastily d