I received an advanced copy of this book from the publisher via netgalley.

This is one that will have me ponder for a while.

It is a portrayal of a man, Nuri, and his wife, Afra, as they escape war torn Syria and seek asylum in the UK. We travel with them through refugee camps, witnessing the thin thread of existence and hope in the camps. And how at times those both fade in and out.

But more than that, we are given a glimpse into how trauma affects them both, as Afra has gone blind at witnessing her son's death. And Nuri, who we believe is strong and helping his wife, is actually suffering in his own ways from trauma.

Throughout there is the theme of bees and regeneration and hope.

At first, I felt that there was a lack in the depth of emotion that I would have expected for this type of journey. However, upon reflection I wonder if that is intentional. Both in portraying a numbness that I imagine would come from facing countless trauma and endless suffering and the numbness of trying not to feel the pain of loss.