With so much time spent around misery and death, they often wondered how anyone could possibly live.
Christian Cosentino and Emily Miller were two kids searching for love. With two fathers in trouble, one in the mob and the other dodging bullets, the two kids spent a lifetime trying to run from what the family intends that the be, and another lifetime, apart. Emily read the papers. She knew the crime from the view on the outside. “Twelve Year Old Boy Defends Love,” was the only headline she wanted to remember. To see her father written about in such a way made it unreal, but she knew it had to be this way. She had never been to the scene of the crime, but she’d read enough to know what it looked like, a bridge with a train and a rope to swing from. She reminisced of the times they played as kids, cold water splashes that drenched their wet hands filled of hopes and dreams, yet lived with them as a day they’d never return to or from.
When the sun broke through the bridge a few miles from where he was standing. The same bridge cops hung their heads from when they pulled the body up from below. Graffiti plastered the concrete pillars with markings from punk kids, paintings of flowers from people who followed the crime. A spray painted “Jack was here.” If you looked closer you might see words like “killer,” even closer “town rapist.” Words stacked on one another to try and tell a story for those who wanted to visit. Underneath, the river’s ruffling current slapped the base of the bridge like quiet high-fives. The river listened, and never judged, but if the kids weren’t careful, it would carry them further than they’d ever want to go.
The original synopsis I read for this book instantly caught my attention. Children is about the aftermath of a mob boss and his son randomly finding a poor little girl tied up and beaten. It had so much potential, but it fell short for me. The book itself needed some editing for grammar, punctuation, etc. Besides the grammatical aspects I felt that in some (a lot) places the book was jumbled. There was SO much going on with all the characters and their lives (child abuses in multiple forms, mob life, rape, murder, etc) which isn’t a bad thing it just needed to be executed better. The transitions from one scene to the next weren’t always the smoothest and sometimes confusing. The book also seemed to drag on and on. I feel like the author wanted to write a deep, powerful novel— in the end it seemed so superficial. I liked the concept and I think I get what the author was going for. It just needs some serious editing to make it work better as a whole.
I think this had a the potential to be a much better book with a little editing. There were many evenings where I just wanted to give up and move on but I really like to finish every book I start so I trudged on. There were many errors which i just hate. Not only misspelled but the wrong word in many occasions. I also found myself re-reading pages as I was having a hard time following along and understanding what was happening. I Read the last couple pages 3 times and I'm still not sure I understand who's who, who came from who, who's having who??
Children was a bit scattered. The story started out good, but faltered the further I read. The ending was separated from the rest of the book by several years and not well explained, leaving the reader to surmise what had happened. It was an ok read, but I would have preferred a more flowing story.
I received this book free from Goodreads First Reads.
The author did an amazing job with this book.The way he put the reader right into the minds of these three kids intrigued me. Once I got started it was hard to put the book down. I've already recommended it to at least eight people. These kids really tore your heart out even as young adults.