By Richard Zimler
From the across the world bestselling writer of The final Kabbalist of Lisbon comes a singular of incomparable scope and wonder that takes the reader on an epic trip from war-ravaged nineteenth-century Europe to antebellum the United States. A bereft baby, a freed African slave, and the wealthy historical past of Portugal’s mystery Jews collide memorably in Richard Zimler’s enthralling novel--a magnificent paintings of old fiction performed out opposed to a backdrop of conflict and chaos that unforgettably mines the mysteries of devotion, betrayal, guilt, and forgiveness.Hunting MidnightAt the sunrise of the 19th century in Portugal, John Zarco Stewart is an impish baby of hotheaded feelings and playful inquisitiveness, the unwitting heir of a religion shrouded in 300 years of secrecy--for the Jews of the Iberian Peninsula were in hiding because the Inquisition. yet a season of loss and sour discovery brings his innocence to an abrupt finish. it is just the ministrations of a mystical stranger, delivered to Porto by means of his seafaring father, that repair his protection: hour of darkness, an African healer and freed slave, the fellow who turns into John’s maximum good friend and be certain the process his destiny.When Napoleon’s armies invade Portugal, violence back intrudes on John’s fragile peace, and seals his passage into maturity with one other devastating loss. yet from the wreckage comes revelation as he uncovers truths and lies hidden by means of the folks he enjoyed and relied on such a lot, and discovers the act of unspeakable betrayal that destroyed his family--and his religion. And so his shattering quest starts as he travels to the United States, to seek for desire in a land shackled by means of unforgivable sin.With wonderful perception and one eye on wealthy old detail--from the colourful marketplaces of Porto to the drowsy plantations of the yankee South, from the Judaism John discovers as a tender guy to the paranormal Africa that nighttime conjures from his memories--in looking nighttime Richard Zimler has crafted a masterpiece.
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When I turned to share my joy with Daniel, I expected to see his wily smile, but he was sobbing. I watched him without saying a word, his hands covering his eyes, since I was sure he would not want me to call attention to his display of emotion. When I finally dared to question him, he glared at me viciously. I decided to go on a brief bird-watching expedition in the woods. When I returned, he made me swear to keep a secret, then told me that Senhora Beatriz was his grandmother. “Her daughter gave me up as a baby.
The lad looked at least three years my senior and wore a ragged shirt and soiled breeches. So filthy were his bare feet that they looked like roots pulled from the soil. His head was shaved. This was the early summer of 1800, and despite the dawn of a new century, it was still a time when children never spoke to adults without first being invited to do so. A rock hurled by a miserably clothed waif at a liveried coach driver in the service of a man of riches was tantamount to heresy. The injured man stood up with difficulty, dabbing at his cheek with his fingertips.
Zimler, Michael Rakusin, and Alexandre Quintanilha for their invaluable comments. I am forever in debt to Laurens van der Post, whose books first started me hunting for Midnight, and to authors too numerous to name for their wonderful historical research. Special thanks to Alex, who – like this book – links three continents. Perface Afierce wind was driving the rain in off the sea as I made my way home across the slippery cobblestone streets of my beloved city of Porto. It was May of 1798, a month after my seventh birthday.
Hunting midnight by Richard Zimler