I was browsing through the nuveautés in the National Library of Quebec and I bumped into this book. It seemed to have been checked out so many times.. I read the first paragraph, not the back cover, but the first paragraph and I was marveled and the easiness, the fluidity, the stroytelling.. wow..
I was in a reading rut, trying hard to read big literature figures and forgot how valuable are the new people, the natural story tellers…
Beautiful!

Nomi is an incredibly complex character and you cannot help but be drawn into her. Think Catcher in the Rye, The Bell Jar…

This is not a happy book. That will put some people off. This novel, which definitely reads like a memoir, will make you wonder why some people, or factions of people, live their lives the way they do. I knew very little about Mennonites before reading this, and while I now know “more” about this sect, I couldn’t even begin to “understand” why anyone would want to live this life. Less strident and strict than the Amish, the Mennonites nevertheless lead an existance outsidee of “regular” society. While there is nothing wrong with their views, the religion’s wishy-washyness with their yound people, the teens in particular, seem to leave them wondering how to conduct themselves. The result appears to be a community of sad, confused, disconnected kids as well as adults – which, no matter how strict the Amish are, you rarely hear those adjectives applied to their communities. A sad, perplexing, and extremely well-written and moving story.