Yesterday, Lydia had a bookshop.
Yesterday, Lydia was married to a journalist.
Yesterday, she was with everyone she loved most in the world.
Today, her eight-year-old son Luca is all she has left.
For him, she will carry a machete strapped to her leg.
For him, she will leap onto the roof of a high speed train.
For him, she will find the strength to keep running.
Oh this book.
I wasn’t going to review for a while given that this is a 2020 publication but American Dirt is one of those books you finish and immediately need to talk about. So a short sharp review now then when next year rolls around trust me, I’ll be back. Annoying y’all until you read it.
American Dirt is impeccably researched which gives it full flavour but the beauty and the horror of it all comes across because the writing, the sense of it, is stunningly authentic. It hits you right in the heart from the incredibly powerful opening to the tear inducing finale and that’s not even taking into account the interim journey, one mother and her son desperately seeking safety..
There is truth here. Horrific truth but also love and hope and everything in between. Inhale this like I did and the next time you read those click bait headlines you’ll see them in an entirely new light. A human one.
Don’t miss it. Or look away. Highly Recommended.