"From the award-winning author of the Booker Prize-short-listed The Dark Room, a startling portrait of the Nazis' arrival in Ukraine as they move to implement the final solution Otto Pohl, an engineer overseeing construction of a German road in Ukraine, awakens to the unexpected sight of SS men herding hundreds of Jews into an old brick factory. Inside the factory, Ephraim anxiously scans the growing crowd, looking for his two sons. As anxious questions swirl around him--"Where are they taking us? How long will we be gone?"--He can't quell the suspicion that it would be just like his oldest son to hole up somewhere instead of lining up for the Germans, and just like his youngest to follow. Yasia, a farmer's daughter who has come into town to sell produce, sees two young boys slinking through the shadows of the deserted streets and decides to offer them shelter. As these lives become more and more intertwined--Rachel Seiffert's prose rich with a rare compassion, courage, and emotional depth, an unflinching story is told: of survival, of conflicting senses of duty, of the oppressive power of fear and the possibility of courage in the face of terror"--
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I think a lot about movement as I read A Boy in Winter, about being herded together and being displaced. I think a lot about how conflict—war, racism, othering—forces people to move, whether through fleeing or through forced migration or through the rounding up a group of people who are forced to work, or perish. I think a lot about what it means to be displaced, and what it means to not know where home will be next, if there will be any. I think a lot about how some things don't seem to change, and how heartbreaking that really is.
(originally published on inthemargins.ca)