By Alessandro Baricco
From the writer of the acclaimed overseas best-seller Silk, this is an unforgettable story of the cruelty of battle, a bit girl’s shattered global, and her lifelong quest for revenge and healing.
When—in an unnamed position and time—Manuel Roca’s enemies hunt him down, they fail to find Nina, his youngest baby, hidden in a gap underneath his farmhouse ground. And so, doing simply as her father urged, she neither speaks nor stirs as he's viciously slain above her hiding position. in basic terms after this carnage will one of many murderers detect Nina’s trapdoor. yet Tito, a trifling boy himself, is so enthralled through the sight of Nina’s excellent innocence that he says not anything to his accomplices.
By the time she has grown up, Nina’s innocence may have bloomed into whatever else altogether, and one after the other the wartime hunters turns into the peacetime hunted. yet no longer till a extraordinary outdated girl calls upon an previous guy promoting newspapers in town—the previous guy Tito has become—can we all know what Nina will eventually make of her brutal legacy. With the indelible fact of a delusion, Without Blood reminds us that each one wars are the same—the related mistake infinitely repeated within the hearts and deeds of wronged males and women—and that no lifestyles can stay untouched through loss or through wish.
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