Lately, I’ve been disappointed in bestsellers. I’ve noticed that, believe it or not, sometimes the general population has gawdawful taste (i.e. The Shack).

 

But I haven’t experienced book hangover like this in awhile. Wroblewski’s writing is haunting (cliché!). There were some points in the book where I literally had to pause to digest what I had read.

 

 

Plot summary in two sentences: Edgar is a mute boy who discovers his father’s death may have been the result of foul play on the behalf of his estranged uncle, Claude. A freak accident occurs resulting in the death of a family friend while Edgar tries to prove the murder, and he flees with his trained dogs to spend the next several months roaming the countryside and making unlikely friendships.

 

 

Depressing enough? Everything in this book is underlined with some eerie consequence. Spirits are involved.  The Sawtelle’s dogs are each characterized individually and perfectly. And although Edgar’s behaviour towards his favourite dog and his mother is so frustrating sometimes you just want to shake him, it’s impossible not to sympathize with the poor feller.

 

 

I would have opted for a happier ending, but hey, it’s what the cool kids do and I know nothing about that.

 

 

You stepped back and looked up and your eyes were wide. Now you glance up again, attempt an insolent grin, but it does not come off easily. It comes off as forced and the grin fades as if the muscles of your face have grown paralytic and this is also something the boy can see, who has not once looked away or betrayed an emotion. But your failure to muster a smile isn’t what gets you. What gets to you is that the boy seems to be reading your mind, can hear these thoughts, and this makes you wonder what else he has seen, what else he might know, or guess. And as you lock gazes and you finally force the amused smile you wish had come easily, what unnerves you, what finally makes you turn away, is that without moving a muscle or blinking an eye, he begins to smile back.

 

The Story of Edgar Sawtelle

David Wroblewski

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