Status Updates From Gravesend

"He leaned over and flicked a match and then twisted it until the other matches in the book sizzled to life and he was holding a ball of fire in his hand like a witch, feeling the flame licking his palm."😣

"He leaned over and flicked a match and then twisted it until the other matches in the book sizzled to life and he was holding a ball of fire in his hand like a witch, feeling the flame licking his palm."😣

"Early on Conway was aware how people will charge you for anything and wring money like blood from the wet cloth of suffering."

"Conway was on 17B headed back toward Monticello. There was no noise coming from the trunk. Ray Boy seemed peaceful."😥

"Conway was on 17B headed back toward Monticello. There was no noise coming from the trunk. Ray Boy seemed peaceful."😣

I read Boyle’s debut set in his native Brooklyn Italian-American neighborhood (but not for long as California, Florida, Jersey, and Long Island beckon) last in his series recently reviewed by me. Since I had the library queue keeping Gravesend, a fitting title indeed, as attesting to its deserved popularity. I remain impressed as it’s probably his most adept plot which unlike some of his subsequent novels in