By Yoel Druker
Disclaimer: The author is my cousin's husband.
This was a the kind of book that rather than making me fall asleep at night, kept me reading for much longer than I wanted. Its poetic language was a bit weird to me at first, almost felt archaic, but as I kept reading, it became the norm somehow. The events in the story kept surprising me, and it took me a little bit to appreciate the ending. Overall, it is a beautifully-written book with an unusual take on the ages-long conflict in Israel/Palestine. [Fiction; 291 pp.]