Only Jerry Spinelli could tell a story like this.
A young boy in an American town where they have an annual pigeon shoot out fest.
But for me, he almost didn't pull it off.
This was a book of two halves.
I found the story slow to develop initially, and harder than I expected to get into with not a huge amount happening in the first fifty pages.
The exploration of why Palmer didn't want to be a wringer was slightly over laboured, and lacking a bit in, well, excitement really.
But as I said, this was a book for me of two halves.
The second half really picks up the pace and builds up the suspense brilliantly making for a much more sastisfying read.
One things for sure, I promise after reading this that you'll think differently about pigeons.