This book is a marvel of words and whispers from old souls, deeply charged with grief and hope at the same time. I was amazed by the structure of the novel and its intensity up til the very end. I had tears in my eyes by the end, that’s how Adebayo managed to transform the reader and utterly grip his attention.
Akin and Yejide built their marriage on expectations and the common desire to have children. Yet the complexity of life comes between their individual plans and ruins everything. That is the big picture. The details are a cocktail of colorful neighbourhood practices, language, traditions and unnerving in-laws, jaw-dropping reasons for the what and why of things that happen all through the book.
The Nigeria portrayed between 1985 and 2008 is modern, exotic and at the same time like a timebomb politically speaking. The perfect setting matching the mood of the novel so well. Somehow, I got the feeling that the plot is literally in tune with the historical background: the beginning of the relationship between Akin and Yejide, the transition to democracy (the hope of having kids finally), the voting, the waiting (for a sign of love and at the same time the results of the voting), the violent protests (the climax when Yejide thinks she lost a child again).
Thanks to Netgalley and the publisher for the opportunity to read and review this book, received as an ARC in exchange for an honest review.