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Brisbane, 1985: Un padre desaparecido, un hermano mudo, una madre drogadicta, un padrastro traficante de heroína y un canguro delincuente. La vida de Eli Bell ya era bastante complicada. Solo intentaba seguir su instinto y entender lo que significa ser un buen hombre, pero el destino no paraba de ponerle trabas; entre otras, Tytus Broz, legendario traficante de drogas de Brisbane.
Pero la vida de Eli iba a ponerse mucho más seria: estaba a punto de conocer al padre a quien no recordaba, colarse en la cárcel de Boggo Road el día de Navidad para rescatar a su madre, enfrentarse con los criminales que destrozaron su mundo y enamorarse de la chica de sus sueños.
Una historia de fraternidad, de amor verdadero y de amistades improbables. El universo en sus manos será la novela más desgarradora, alegre y divertida que leas este año.
"Un logro excepcional. Es el Cloudstreet de los bajos fondos criminales de los suburbios australianos."482 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 18, 2018

Why I wrote ‘Boy Swallows Universe’
About three summers ago on a blazing hot Boxing Day in South-east Queensland I was standing at the back of a small blue Holden Barina with my mum. The boot hatchback door was up and I was helping my mum load a bunch of Christmas gifts and cooking equipment into her car. We’d all just enjoyed a good family catch-up in a shared Bribie Island holiday unit, one of those nice peaceful Christmases where nobody argues about who was supposed to make the coleslaw, and my mum was distracted for a moment by my daughter – she must have been about seven then – doing one of her impromptu interpretive dances through an avenue of coastal paperbark trees. I followed her eyes and was, naturally, also quickly ensnared in this vision… my girl’s hair blowing in the wind, her bare feet making ballet leaps between those trees, a stick in her hand acting as a wand…
Then out of nowhere and for no apparent reason – not moving her eyes for a second away from my daughter – Mum said something beautiful. ‘I wouldn’t change any of it,’ Mum said. It sounds cheesy, I know, but that’s what she said. ‘I wouldn’t change any of it. If I had to go through it all again to get to this, I would do it. I wouldn’t change any of it.’
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‘That’s some prize parenting right there, my friend, bringing your kids to a drug deal.’