The tenth novel by Valérie Tong Cuong explores the difficulty in finding its place within the clan, grief and guilt, but above all the love of power.
When Milo, 12, left cycling with his aunt, is a victim of a serious accident, his family rushed to his bedside. And questions to be born around the body in a coma. Why was he on his bike so that he was supposed to be quietly at home with homework? Pain, anger and lincompréhension are such that you need to find a culprit, one in which the dump. The seemingly united jusqualors family shattered. For this accident serves as detonator exploded resentment, unspoken, rivalries between clan members where everyone stumbles to find its place. And each appoint a guilty ITS guilty.
Unconditional love that binds them to Milo, is facing since the pent-up anger in them, hatred and revenge that grow in Legard of the man or woman held (e) in charge: you have to pay the person who Milo led to flirt with death. We need his head.
Immersed in the spirit of each character, Valérie Tong Cuong makes us live the drama with multiple looks, multiple angles, equally lovable, sensitive, intelligent and just as each other. And it is clear that no one is all white in this case. No one is innocent.
The flood of hatred that engulfs the family does not drown tension, does not dissolve the problems. On the contrary, he irrigates the furrows of even greater evils. So after the bitterness of winter, which left the hearts and minds frozen, spring comes forgiveness: in each germ desire to make a clean sweep of the past, understand and daccepter the other such that it is, but more importantly, saccepter such that it is. For forgive, this is not only forgive the other, but to forgive oneself.
An extremely brilliant choral novel, in which each character challenges us, moves us, questions us. A viscerally human history, masterfully written, that takes the reader hostage in the first lines and actually willing victim dune reading snorkeling. Valerie, we will forgive those stolen hours sleep because they can not stand your book!
A HUGE heart stroke to read, reread, to offrirou you do not forgive you to be missed this book!
Karine Fléjo for the blog Chronicles Koryfée