No French Gypsy...

full title: "No religion is free from blame and no French gypsy is free from frostbite and everyone in these mountains is beautiful and I swear on my life I'm gonna outlive the best of you."

Coming soon: 11-year-old Benjamin finds out a strange family secret after attending the funeral of a previously unknown uncle.

Preview: 
“Everything is so beautiful up here.”

Benjamin stood on the giant’s shoulder and watched the clouds approach him as white air. They weren’t big puffs of stuff that he could touch and tear apart. He just passed through them effortlessly, holding on to the giant’s stone skin as it took huge heavy steps, covering miles of earth at a time.
“The mountains are coming.” The giant’s voice always startled Ben. It was thunderous and shook him. Its voice was so deep that he hardly ever made out what it said, but he knew it was talking about the group of white peaks not far ahead. His eyes widened and he smiled as he saw dots along some of the mountains. Lots of people. Ben’s people. His lost relatives and ancestors, he knew it.
“Take me there and let me down with them,” Ben demanded, pointing at the line of dots.
“I will not leave you with gypsies. We will move past the mountains and bring you into the cities, into Paris. You will be surrounded by great buildings and beautiful people and vast museums. You will be happy and surrounded by life.”
“No! I want to be with them. The mountains look fantastic.”

As Benjamin felt himself sliding down the giant’s arm, hoping that he would safely land on the mountain next to his relatives, his mother’s voice sounded and the giant stopped. 

Author's Note

I'm not very far into this story and won't be posting the finished product for a while. This post is mainly to give myself incentive to write it once I have free time. Feel free to give your thoughts about what's there.