Paradise Salvage is a book to savour. Rich in allusion and sometimes gently comic, it resonates with Italian-American small-town life as it deftly explores the inner world of a twelve-year-old boy, on the cusp of adolescence, who is thrust into a murder mystery too deep for his understanding. Forget the Godfather, this book is better on grandfathers, fathers and older brothers; even better on grandmothers from the old country who still have rituals that are disturbing and strange.
Nunzio, the younger of two boys, is working for the summer in the family's scrap yard, where the Pontiacs and Dodges come to die. When he discovers a body in the back of an old blue Bonneville everyone disbelieves him. Nunzio has romance in his soul and he's known for making-up stories. By the time he gets his older brother Danny Boy to listen, the car has gone to the crusher and he can no longer prove his claim. Together, with disgraced Uncle Angelo, who was once a cop who did something no one will talk about, and is now a paraplegic with a Capuchin monkey as a live-in nurse, they set out to solve the mystery.
Fusco is strong on character and the writing moves at a pace that allows its people to breathe. There's little of the standard crime-thriller format about it: from its under-aged protagonist to its tender mockeries of family relationships, it feels real.