A Crime in the Neighborhood | 
Among the details I overheard from my post on the porch...
Boyd Ellison was alive and had told the police everything. A man on a motorcycle had attacked him. A man with a beard attacked him. It was a bearded man with a foreign accent, maybe Dutch or Turkish. It was a hippie on drugs. Boyd was in a coma. Boyd had called out his mother's name. He didn't know who his parents were. He was dead. He was alive. He was alive but just barely. He was dead.
pickIt‘s a different kind of crime story that isn‘t about who did it, or why they did it, but how people respond when a crime happens in their midst. Although told from the clearly flawed perspective of this child, this novel examines the psyches of adults just as well. A compelling story about our flaws, the complexity of belonging to a community, and response to threat.
[..]e in quel previso istante, forse per la prima volta, compresi che mai piú nulla nella mia vita sarebbe stato al sicuro. #ilbuiodentro #suzanneberne 📖❤️
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