What’s a sewer ball? It’s what you go after in a sewer manhole when you can’t afford to buy a ball to play stick ball with.
It started on the stoops and playgrounds of the Bronx back in the 1960s. But now Vinny is on a quest to track down Whitey after decades apart to find out what really happened to their friendship. Could family tragedies, a war, and perhaps even murder, break a bond that was forged long before eighth grade graduation? Secrets that have been simmering since childhood bubble to the surface and eventually explode, when past and present collide with not-so-instant karma.
When
I first saw this title on the list of book I could choose from to read
and review this time around I was curious to see what this title was all
about. At first I was going to pass it up but the title alone kept
catching my eye and so I chose it! When I received the package with the
books enclosed I was a little apprehensive because I didn’t know what to
expect from the cover let alone the book; I was quite surprised when I
looked at the cover of the book and read the summary. I was glad to find
out (thanks to the explanation on the back cover) exactly what a “sewer
ball” was. After reading the summary I was really excited to start
reading this book. On the back cover it explains that it’s a sort of
sequel to another book; but I have never heard or read of this author
before so I don’t know what the first book was about.
First
let me mention how I love the way the chapters are laid out. It goes
back and forth between the present and the past when the main characters
were younger each chapter states whether it is “now” or “then” and I
love that because I didn’t have to take a minute to figure out what time
period the author was writing about. I really enjoyed how one of the
main characters “Vinny” was
bound and determined to track down an old friend and to find out
exactly what happened to their “friendship.” I knew what to expect
starting this book, but as I got through part of the book it really took
me by surprise when “Vinny”
asked a guy about “Whitey” and the guy mentioned that he heard “Whitey”
had died quite a while back. I thought for sure the book would have
ended pretty close to that revelation, but it didn’t. “Vinny” didn’t believe that “Whitey” died and he was still hoping to find him and the story kept going with “Vinny” trying to track his old friend down. I won’t spoil the ending for anyone I don’t think it’s fair to reveal everything.
I love how the language is in this book; when I read the book I could
imagine the way the characters in the story were speaking to each other
with a Yankee accent and I could start reading that accent between the
characters. Reading this story reminds me of my great grandmother and
the stories her and my grandmother would tell of them growing up;
granted it wasn’t on the streets of the Bronx,
but they were from back East so they had that accent as well. I highly
recommend this story to anyone who loves to read regardless of the genre
he/she prefers. If you’ve read the first book then you will definitely
want to read this one as well. Now that I have read this book I plan to
go and buy the first book and read that one as well. I love how this
author writes and how easy it is to follow the characters in his story. I
give this book and the author an “A+.”
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Tiffany
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