“I said get down, Indio,” he smiled. “You do not
listen too well. What is the matter? Do you not trust your Mexican brothers?”
Diaz was small in body only. In heart he was a
mountain.
A story of the Mexican Revolution, vicious bandidos, and hope amongst native peoples.
The tale opens strong with a grim tone that is in the region of
hard-as-nails Elmore Leonard but…
Unfortunately, to this reader’s taste, it takes a turn towards the
mawkish as the focus shifts to a child’s perspective. Though the eyes of the
young many fine tales have been told, but here the child feels somewhat stiff
and a mere stand-in for story exposition.
Strong start, there’s always that.
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