Long Way Down - Jason Reynolds

From a National Book Award finalist and New York Times-bestselling author comes a fiercely stunning novel that takes place in 60 potent seconds--the time it takes a kid to decide whether or not he's going to murder the guy who shot and killed his brother. 5 1/2 x 8 5/16. \nA Newbery Honor Book \n A Coretta Scott King Honor Book \n A Printz Honor Book \n A Time Best YA Book of All Time (2021) \n A Los Angeles Times Book Prize Winner for Young Adult Literature \n Longlisted for the National Book Award for Young People's Literature \n Winner of the Walter Dean Myers Award \n An Edgar Award Winner for Best Young Adult Fiction \n Parents' Choice Gold Award Winner \n An Entertainment Weekly Best YA Book of 2017 \n A Vulture Best YA Book of 2017 \n A Buzzfeed Best YA Book of 2017 An ode to Put the Damn Guns Down, this is National Book Award finalist and New York Times bestseller Jason Reynolds's fiercely stunning novel that takes place in sixty potent seconds--the time it takes a kid to decide whether or not he's going to murder the guy who killed his brother. A cannon. A strap. \n A piece. A biscuit. \n A burner. A heater. \n A chopper. A gat. \n A hammer \n A tool \n for RULE Or, you can call it a gun. That's what fifteen-year-old Will has shoved in the back waistband of his jeans. See, his brother Shawn was just murdered. And Will knows the rules. No crying. No snitching. Revenge. That's where Will's now heading, with that gun shoved in the back waistband of his jeans, the gun that was his brother's gun. He gets on the elevator, seventh floor, stoked. He knows who he's after. Or does he? As the elevator stops on the sixth floor, on comes Buck. Buck, Will finds out, is who gave Shawn the gun before Will took the gun. Buck tells Will to check that the gun is even loaded. And that's when Will sees that one bullet is missing. And the only one who could have fired Shawn's gun was Shawn. Huh. Will didn't know that Shawn had ever actually USED his gun. Bigger huh. BUCK IS DEAD. But Buck's in the elevator? Just as Will's trying to think this through, the door to the next floor opens. A teenage girl gets on, waves away the smoke from Dead Buck's cigarette. Will doesn't know her, but she knew him. Knew. When they were eight. And stray bullets had cut through the playground, and Will