“Because you were right when you said that people can’t always give us what we want from them; that you can’t ask them to love you the way you want. No one can be blamed for that.”

I’m not sure what to say about this book. I have to think (which led me from giving it 4/5 to 5/5). It was good. The story was pretty sad and depressing, it showed how life, especially being gay, was like under the Soviet Union’s rule. This book was about love (partly one-sided love), loss, betrayal, finding out who you are, being constantly scared due to who you are and what punishment you might face if someone found out and yet fighting against exactly that regime who could punish you.
Despite all this, I liked how this book was written. It felt so calm and beautiful. Like a dip in cool water, a nap in a forest’s spot where the warm sun shines in between the trees.


5/5
(AB)