Books with title Little Boy Blue

Illustrated by the famous graphic artist André François, Little Boy Brown is the greatest book about childhood loneliness of all time. It is also a classic that is ripe for rediscovery because of the lost New York City that it invokes and its contemporary feel. Little boy Brown loves elevators, tunnels, and subways. His friends are doormen and waiters. This is his own account of the wonderful day that he spends with Hilda, his family's maid, and her family in the country. The character of little boy Brown is completely real and moving, and his story lingers long after the last word has been read.

Tsukasa Yataro was unloading cargo in the storage room at the Eisaku military base when a sudden sound wave, traveling at 768 miles per hour, hurled him across the room in a shower of wood and metal. He was saved by a coin.Atsutane Saori was wiping off the counters at the Inari Clinic when a flash, brighter than the sun, ignited Hiroshima. She was saved by her brother's death.30,000 feet above them, Will Jenney was on the plane, The Necessary Evil, documenting the drop of the world's first atomic weapon. He wished he was dead.Written from the point of view of the bomb, this is a story of a boy soldier, a nurse with stormy eyes, and a yellow-headed foreigner. This is the story of when Little Boy fell.

An Amazon Charts bestseller.A broken city, a missing young man, and a lawyer searching for truth when nobody else cares.Attorney Justin Glass’s practice, housed in a shabby office on the north side of Saint Louis, isn’t doing so well that he can afford to work for free. But when eight-year-old Tanisha Walker offers him a jar full of change to find her missing brother, he doesn’t have the heart to turn her away.Justin had hoped to find the boy alive and well. But all that was found of Devon Walker was his brutally murdered body—and the bodies of twelve other African American teenagers, all discarded like trash in a mass grave. Each had been reported missing. And none had been investigated.As simmering racial tensions explode into violence, Justin finds himself caught in the tide. And as he gives voice to the discontent plaguing the city’s forgotten and ignored, he vows to search for the killer who preys upon them.

‘When I picked up Little Boy Lost I offered it the tenderly indulgent regard I would any period piece,’ wrote Nicholas Lezard in the Guardian. ‘As it turned out, the book survives perfectly well on its own merits – although it nearly finished me. If you like a novel that expertly puts you through the wringer, this is the one. Hilary Wainwright, poet and intellectual, returns after the war to a blasted and impoverished France in order to trace a child lost five years before. The novel asks: is the child really his? And does he want him? These are questions you can take to be as metaphorical as you wish: the novel works perfectly well as straight narrative. It’s extraordinarily gripping: it has the page-turning compulsion of a thriller while at the same time being written with perfect clarity and precision. Had it not got so nerve-wracking towards the end, I would have read it in one go. But Laski’s understated assurance and grip is almost astonishing. She has got a certain kind of British intellectual down to a tee: part of the book’s nail-biting tension comes from our fear that Hilary won’t do something stupid. The rest of Little Boy Lost’s power comes from the depiction of post-war France herself. This is haunting stuff.’

“When I picked up this 1949 reprint I offered it the tenderly indulgent regard I would any period piece. As it turned out, the book survives perfectly well on its own merit—although it nearly finished me. If you like a novel that expertly puts you through the wringer, this is the one.”—Nicholas Lezard, GuardianHilary Wainwright, an English soldier, returns to a blasted and impoverished France during World War Two in order to trace a child lost five years before. But is this small, quiet boy in a grim orphanage really his son? And what if he is not? In this exquisitely crafted novel, we follow Hilary’s struggle to love in the midst of a devastating war.Facing him was a thin little boy in a black sateen overall. Its sleeves were too short and from them dangled red swollen hands too big for the frail wrists. Hilary looked from these painful hands to the little boy’s long thin grubby legs, to the crude coarse socks falling over shabby black boots that were surely several sizes too large. It’s a foreign child, he thought numbly . . .Marghanita Laski was born in 1915 to a family of Jewish intellectuals in Manchester; Harold Laski, the socialist thinker, was her uncle. She was the author of six novels and a celebrated critic. She died in 1988.