I could read it again tomorrow. Such an exquisite, stunning, beautifully done novel. I loved it. I loved the stories within the stories. It’s definitely a saga and I know generations of Anne’s family. I loved the unique way it was told. Anne and her mother are piecing together their family history, Jews originally from Moscow, and I really got the sense it had taken hundreds of hours, countless archive boxes and I shudder to think how many cigarettes…it’s really incredibly done. I also have to mention all the literary easter eggs scattered throughout; it’s just a beautiful read and I’ve come away with a deeper understanding of what it means to be Jewish, 2024 and 1918 are not so very far apart. I cried. I also laughed and scoffed..heartbreaking and heartwarming. I can’t believe I ever thought I had done enough Jewish WW2 stories!
