I do not have the trauma of growing up in the shadow of a world war, or the trauma of being descended from a generation decimated by ethnic violence. But I do know what it's like to feel that you belong neither in one place or amother. I do know what it's like to feel rage and injustice well up within you without being able to name the true cause. I do know what it's like to be raised by those kinder than those that raised them and yet still retain scars from the upbringing. I do know what it feels like to try so desperately to keep something in your life only to have it ripped away. I do know what it's like to feel like your past is not quite real and the agony of no one filling in the gaps for you. So by the end of this book, I was unexpectedly in tears. A very good book for middle grade readers covering some very challenging topics with grace and care.