
By Paul Murray
Why does Skippy, a fourteen-year-old boy at Dublin’s venerable Seabrook collage, prove useless at the flooring of the neighborhood doughnut shop?
Could it have anything to do along with his buddy Ruprecht Van Doren, an obese genius who's decided to open a portal right into a parallel universe utilizing ten-dimensional string theory?
Could it contain Carl, the teenage drug broker and borderline psychotic who's Skippy’s rival in love?
Or may possibly “the Automator”—the ruthless, smooth-talking headmaster rationale on modernizing the school—have whatever to hide?
Why Skippy dies and what occurs subsequent is the topic of this impressive and uproarious novel, unraveling a secret that hyperlinks the men of Seabrook collage to their mom and dad and academics in methods not anyone can have imagined. With a solid of characters that levels from hip-hop-loving fourteen-year-old Eoin “MC Sexecutioner” Flynn to basketballplaying midget Philip Kilfether, choked with questions and solutions on every thing from Ritalin, to M-theory, to bungee leaping, to the hidden that means of the poetry of Robert Frost, Skippy Dies is a heartfelt, hilarious portrait of the discomfort, pleasure, and coffee great thing about formative years, and a sad depiction of a global continuously satisfied to sacrifice its weakest contributors. because the twenty-first century enters its teenage years, it is a breathtaking novel from a tender author who will come to outline his generation.