This novel was the first piece of art I read by Jean-Marie Gustave le Clézio, and I was struck by how lyrical it was. As someone else mentioned, it has a fragile beauty to it, which completely overwhelmed me.

It tells the story of two young girls during WW2, one running away from her beloved home in France, the other a Palestinian refugee displaced from her home during the civil war and the establishment of Israel. They meet each other at the refugee camps and a bond is formed.

I was absorbed, and thought it a very insightful novel. I was moved by this immensely worthwile read.