The book that I have been reading this week is called Wringer by Jary Spinneli. It is kind of a sad book. First let me tell what a wringer is. At the annual fair the town has, thousands of pigeons are released. Then hunter shoot them down for fun. It's pretty brutal. Most of the birds die instantly but some of them fall injured. While they try to wobble away boys come out and break its neck. They are called the wringers. They break their necks to take them out of their misery.
In a small town there lives a boy named Palmer. He has just had a birthday and turned nine. There are three boys that live on his block named Beans, Henry, and Mutto. You might think that those are weird names but those are just their "club names". According to them when you turn nine you can join the club. The bad thing is that they are really big trouble makers. They pull lots of pranks and always get in trouble. Palmers mom doesn't really like the idea of Palmer playing with them.
Mean while Palmer finds out something horrible. When he turns ten he has to become a wringer! His dad was one and he just found out what wringers do. I would be freaked out if I were one too. He dreads the thought of becoming ten. Maybe not all birthdays are welcome.
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