"A shocker of a first novel . . . told with extraordinary restraint."--The New York Times
" Jonathan] Trigell masterfully builds sympathy for Jack."--Entertainment Weekly
"A modern-day immorality tale about the attempted rehabilitation of a child implicated in murder . . . delivered with a horrific sense of foreboding."--Arena
"A fine and moving debut novel . . . compulsively readable . . . a rare treat."--The Independent
A is for Apple. A bad apple.
Jack has spent most of his life in juvenile institutions; he's about to be...
"A shocker of a first novel . . . told with extraordinary restraint."--The New York Times
Long-dead Lord Byron started it. The rock star of his age. But a poet with about as much relevance to the blood grudge struggle that marks modern life for most of humanity, as he has to the practice of sliding down snowy slopes on planks of wood. And yet, it was thanks to Byron that Itchy ended up living in Chamonix Mont Blanc, the death-sport capital of the world, among the high mountains and low morals. In the intervening years he has tried hard with alcohol and adrenaline to numb a past he can't atone for. Now a serial rapist is stalking Cham's tourist-thronged streets, haunting the same...
Long-dead Lord Byron started it. The rock star of his age. But a poet with about as much relevance to the blood grudge struggle that marks modern life...
