Terrible things are done to children, because we do terrible things to ourselves, both as individuals and collectively. And yet somehow we survive it all. This is a book about the resilience of children, their courage, their determination to see the good. It is a book about dealing with despair, and about the hope that is at the heart of humanity. It is a book truly for our times.
Naji watched calmly as Papi stood rocking and trembling, his black eyes filled with a deeper blackness. There might have been a crack like stone breaking, then Papi was flowing across the room. Nothing else moved - the walls, the plastic flowers, the tray of cigarettes, an orange colouring pencil sticking out from under the sofa. They were stiller than real life, still as only photographs can be.