A sensitive and accurate text, revealing a promising author.
Max didn’t take long to take Lou to the bunker facing the sea. The two friends met there almost every evening during these scorching vacations, watching the ferries depart and conversation flowing as the beers went down. It was one of their commonalities, not being too talkative. There was also the boredom, the games they invented, this town they wandered with its pier, like a bridge to nothingness. Fishermen quarreled there over the best spots, and at the end, they jumped into the water, avoiding the rocks. They moved into adulthood.
How does one become a man when fathers are heavy-handed on nights of OM’s defeat or are absent, and brothers are gone?
In a debut novel brimming with tenderness, Eliot Ruffel explores the language of bodies and glances. In the midst of silences, the beauty and drama of a friendship emerge.
