In Peshawar, Pakistan in 1956, young Ella Jackson is a sharp observer of the life of the ex-pat families living close together in the foreign cantonment. When she notes some of her observations in her diary, not even the warning she has written on the cover keeps her mother from reading it. Honesty, it seems, is not considered the best policy in turbulent Pakistan, at least not when it causes unwanted scrutiny of the actions or personal behavior of others. Ella’s solution is to start a new diary, which she labels A History of Insects, and decorates with her drawings of the creeping, crawling creatures she know her mother cannot abide. Keeper her mother out of her diary doesn’t however, prevent Ella being sent away to boarding school. The reward for telling the truth of what one sees or overhears is, for Ella, the punishment of painful separation from all she knows and loves. Despite the back cover description that this book is told through the eyes of nine-years old Ella, it is an adult tale of deception and disillusionment and tangled relationships in the disintegrating years of the British Empire, not all of it viewed from Ella’s perspective. I’ve read many stories of this type, set mostly in India. The perspective here, being from the other side of the line drawn by partition, gives a fresh take to the familiar themes.