First, I must say that this novel kept me awake at night. The violence described in this book is real, something I frequently see and hear in the suburb of Paris where I live. But, what makes this story beautiful is that, although the story is told along a line of seeking vengeance, the bottom-line of the story is transformation of Martin, the protagonist.
What caught my heart from the beginning is this: Martin is aware that his way of dealing with his brother’s death is wrong; he wants to change, but his guilt won’t let him go, and the hostile environment at his new school doesn’t help either. This is the case with so many youngsters I know.
I really liked the part when, on his way to his brother’s cemetery, Martin meets that woman in the bus, who is suspicious with him at first, but he makes a sincere attempt to ignore that silent insult and act civil by offering her his seat. The woman changes her attitude toward him, and this is a big confirmation for Martin!
Then he writes the school paper, where his dead brother is the hero, and this wins him the heart of the girl Vicky, who sees his soul. Her confirmation of his goodness is so important to Martin that he refuses to fight with Steve Morris in her presence. And, I think it’s also under her influence that he spares Steve’s life.
The best part is, of course, when Martin moves away from taking law into his hand, after the killer of his brother is located. He suffers harshly for it in the hand of his old gang-friend Frankie, but Martin sticks to his dead brother’s reflection on the futility of violence, and decides to give the killer over to the police.
I so much wish there were examples like this in real life!!