Up front: it’s really hard for me to discuss this book without at least alluding to the ending, because that was the only part I really didn’t like. That being said, I didn’t like it because it was unexpected in a very jarring way, so maybe if I’d had it slightly spoiled for me, I could have been prepared for a major tonal shift and liked it more. Not sure. But maybe skip this review if you don’t want anything spoiled. Snow in August takes place in Brooklyn in 1947. 11 year old Michael Devlin is an Irish Catholic boy living […]