Bella and the Wandering House - Meg McKinlay
It was the same as every other day - out the door, down the path, into the car, off to school. But when Bella stepped off the veranda, she stopped. She looked back at the house. And a shiver prickled her skin. Because what she saw made no sense. Because something was strange... and it was about to get even stranger.
What's a girl to do when her house can't find a home?