Welcome to the final stop of The Boy Who Granted Dreams Blog Tour.
The Boy Who Granted Dreams tells the story of an Italian-American boy growing up in the gang-ruled lower East Side slums of New York in the early 1900s. From the actions that lead to his conception through to a single life defining moment, this tome will make you fall in love with the boy called Christmas.
Below is an excerpt from the beginning of the novel (which carries on directly from the extract at Raven Crime Reads) that gives you an insight into the life that Christmas' mother, Cetta escaped from when she moved to New York.
When she heard the boy she’d sent out to look for Concetta come running back screaming, the mother didn’t stop stirring the minestra of onions, and pig fat. But her breath ached in her throat. She heard her son saying something to his father, heard them rush down the three wooden steps that had been worn black as fossil coal. Only after a whole handful of minutes did she hear her husband shouting her name and her daughter’s. Then she left the pot on the fire and ran outside at last. Her husband was carrying Concetta in his arms, her face bloody, her clothes ripped, drooping like a rag in her father’s calloused hands.
“You listen to me, Cetta,” the mother said the next day after the others had all gone out to work in the fields. “You’re getting to be a big girl now, so you can understand me when I talk to you, just the way you can look in my eyes and understand that I can do what I’m going to say to you now. If you don’t do exactly what I tell you, I’ll kill you with my own hands.” She took a length of rope and tied it around Cetta’s left shoulder. “Stand up,” she ordered, and then pulled the rope down to her crotch, so that the child had to hunch over. Next, she knotted it tightly around her left thigh. “This is a secret between you and me,” she told her. From a drawer she pulled out a loose dress she had sewn from a remnant, with a pattern of faded flowers. The dress hid the rope perfectly. She had thought about what it would have to cover, and sewn it to do just that. “You’re going to tell everyone the fall left you crippled. Everyone, even your brothers,” she explained to the child. “You’ll wear this rope on for a month, to get used to it. After that, I’ll take it off, but you’ll still walk as though you were still wearing it. If you don’t, first I’ll tie you up with it again, and then, if you try to walk straight, I’ll kill you with my own hands. And when the padrone comes by in the evening with his beautiful automobile and honks his horn, you run out to greet him. No, better you already be outside on the road, so he can get a good look at you. Do you understand?”
The little girl nodded.
Then the mother took her daughter’s face in her gnarled hands and gazed at her with love and desperate determination.
“Now you won’t have any bastards growing in your belly,” she said.
Before autumn came the padrone had stopped sounding his horn when he drove past the shack, resigned to the idea that Cetta was hopelessly lame. By the beginning of winter, he never dove past their house. He took another road home.
The Boy Who Granted Dreams by Luca Di Fulcio is an epic tale of love, pride,violence and friendship that will stay with you long after you've read the final page, leaving you fondly recalling Christmas like a genuine friend you used to know.
The Boy Who Granted Dreams by Luca Di Fulvio is published 23rd March by Bastei Entertainment, price £4.99 as an eBook.
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