I read this for my book group which won't discuss it till next month. I ordinarily wait to write my review of the book club books till I hear what the others think so this review might get edited after the meeting.
I haven't read anything by Adiva Geffen before but she has written a lot of books, many of which are on Goodreads. This one wasn't, although it has been out for almost a year, until I got it put on.
The book consists of two alternating first person narratives. Ruth is a battered woman, fleeing from her dominating, manipulating, sadistic husband. Uri is a former high level executive (not sure what, exactly he was doing) who lost his son in a tragic accident, fell into a tailspin and lost his wife to the wiles of his best friend, fell further into a tailspin and is now trying to recover by starting a new life somewhere else. Both wind up in Yerocham, a small city in the Negev. Of course, there will eventually be an encounter between them.
The citizens of Yerocham are all salt of the earth people, instantly welcoming and generous to strangers, yet neither Ruth nor Uri reveal anything about themselves and the reasons for their flight to all the people that have welcomed them and with whom they have become so close that they now regard as family.
However, implausibility is the least of this book's problems. The writing is terrible and cliche ridden. For example, three times in the course of two pages people doubled over with laughter (as well as several times before and after). This is the type of book I do not read in English. No plans to read anything else by Adiva Geffen.