When you like the synopsis more than the book itself, you have to wonder why, especially when there are zombies galore.
I’m still at a loss for words to sum up this book which is a rich, lyrical retelling of two Greek myths. I am glad that I read it, but it was a difficult read on a number of levels. It was enthralling and harrowing in equal measure. Not for the faint hearted.
The message I got from this book was when you believe in yourself when you acknowledge the belief that someone has in you, everything is possible. You find a strength you didn’t even know you had to fight, to stand up for yourself and be a leader. This invokes the times Amani has referenced Binta telling Amani to be brave, as if Binta knew that despite appearances and past behaviour, Amani could be brave.
I enjoyed this trip through interconnected relationships to the vivid backdrop of England between the two world wars, the ramifications of love in all its guises and evidence that bigotry – overt or understated – is still harmful. It is a nuanced rendition of cause and effect and particularly touching to read during this period around Remembrance Sunday.
This is missing persons case, that rapidly transforms to probable serial killer/ murder mystery. It wasn’t obvious or difficult to ascertain what was the link between the missing girls and I got it before it was spelt out, but that didn’t make the plot or pace any less interesting.