The Palace of the White Skunks
"Story of Fortunato, a dreamy, sullen boy trapped in a house full of abandoned aunts in a decrepit backwater. Tormented by sexual desires for both men and women, he hears, in the pauses in his family's quarrels, the crackle of rebel gunfire a sound that will beckon him into a world as demented as the one he has sworn to escape."--Page 4 of cover.
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I double-dare you. Balls. Balls! Good lord, he took the dare. Now they'll carry him
off to jail. If you ask me, that boy's not quite all there, now he's taken to frying
slugs and eating them with bread. Yuck, how disgusting . . . Now it's always night
and Digna sings on the porch without opening her mouth. Poor Digna — raising
two kids all by herself. Poor kids. Poor Adolfina. Poor Grandma. I mean, poor
Grandpa. I mean, poor Mama. I mean, poor me. Which is, poor Digna. The
vegetable stand ...
Moises, Digna knew, kept the greatest part of the money. The old man and old
woman set up a vegetable and fruit stand and bought a house made of fiber
cement; it was built on purpose, it seemed, to keep in the heat, cockroaches, and
the nastiest smells. The house they bought, under Moises' constant advice, was
located next door to a guava-paste factory, so they might count on higher sales of
vegetables and the other minor items the old man would sell. The old man
bought that ...
Tsk, or some sound like that, was all he did. It's ten o'clock at night now, and my
grandmother is listening to the last soap opera before she goes to bed. Digna's
out on the porch singing, apparently, but without opening her lips. Although once
in a while she opens them to scream at one of those kids. Celia's out in the
backyard, apparently, making faces and doing somersaults. And Adolfina's in bed
already. My grandfather's going all through the house to see if anybody's left a
light on, ...
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The palace of the white skunksUser Review - Not Available - Book Verdict
This semi-autobiographical tale by an author expelled from Cuba a decade ago takes up where Singing in the Well ( LJ 7/87) left off. Fortunato, now an adolescent living in a household of loud and ... Read full review