A long, hot summer. The perfect time for three boys to make a little mischief.
I was ten years old. My brother, Billy, had just turned thirteen. We had been best friends our whole lives.
Then Aaron moved in across the street. Surly and self-assured, with a wicked sense of humour and a short fuse, Aaron was fun and exciting. It wasn’t long before he was totally in control.
Aaron started telling us where to go. What to do. Soon he had us breaking rules and getting into trouble. His games became more and more dangerous. Things started going too far. By the end of that summer, someone was dead.
Written with a keen awareness of the unwritten rules of peer pressure and friendship, Boys picks apart the complex knot of boyhood.