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328 pages, Paperback
First published February 3, 2026
"There was laughing and crying mixed together. I could not stand that mix of sounds anymore: the wounded and hungry with the strong and joyful, the laughing and crying at the same time, taking the same breath, trying to say the same thing."
Thank you to House of Anansi and NetGalley for the eARC of this book.
You know when you see a car wreck coming but you can’t do anything about it? That’s how I felt about Aziz. A lot of his story just feels so familiar to me.
Aziz is a 15-year-old boy living under occupation in East Jerusalem in the mid-2010s. After he witnesses his best friend’s murder at the hands of an Israeli settler, Aziz falls into extremist thought as violence continues around him with no justice. Yeah…very familiar.
So much of what’s happening around Aziz is unfathomable to me in this "modern age"…imagine being killed because you offended someone by asking for a cigarette. Imagine being arrested because you told someone “No” while just doing your job. Imagine being jailed is just another part of life as an activist/freedom fighter/etc. (this one I can actually imagine. It's the indefinite imprisonment and torture for me that I can't imagine). Imagine being ejected from your home and the intruders kill your father. Imagine those same intruders shooting at you from your own balcony and you’re not allowed back in your home. Imagine being under constant surveillance. Imagine not being allowed in the mosque because somebody behind a desk decided that today only married people or those over the age of 40 are allowed in. The fact that this is just a fact of life in East Jerusalem is…. wild to me.
The story starts with Aziz and a group of his friends just hanging out in the Old City killing time before heading home. Looking to bum a cigarette off someone, they ask a man for a cigarette who then scoffs at them. That same man walks up to Israeli soldiers and starts pointing at the boys. Next thing you know, you’re running, shots are being fired, and you see your friend, Hassan, fall. He is then called a terrorist, and his body is held by authorities until they finally decide to release his body to his family. You are then told who can attend the funeral…yeah…. no.
Hassan is martyred and Aziz is left to deal with his grief and no justice for his friend. He meets Hassan’s father, a charismatic leader that teaches extremists points of view. I saw him falling into this very culty situation and immediately knew what was going to happen, I just didn’t know when.
Then we have Mustafa. Mustafa feels so familiar to me when he says he’s angry that the generations before him did not do enough. It reminded me of why Octavia Butler wrote Kindred. She wrote that novel after a conversation with a friend who said that the older generations of black folk were weak because they didn’t fight back. In both histories, the older generations did fight back. The powers that be had more…power.
Mustafa is what Aziz would have become if he fell deeper into extremist thought. The fact that Aziz didn’t become consumed by his circumstances is just sheer luck and the fact that he questioned what he was being taught. He burned the books and did the tasks he was asked, and he led with his anger, but it definitely feels like something was looking out for him in the way that no one was for Mustafa (although his brother did try).
The racial tension between Jews and Muslims is very reminiscent for me of the tensions between white and Black communities in the US. Now I understand why civil rights leaders aligned themselves with Palestinians. No justice, no peace. It makes sense to me.
This is a more character-driven story than plot based, although a lot happens. Aziz changes rapidly (as a teenager does) in this volatile environment. He’s dealing with his feelings toward a Jewish girl, Dafna, and his next-door neighbor. He has a growing resentment towards his father, Omar. What he doesn’t know is that his father is familiar with the path that Aziz is on. Omar was once on that path himself. That history changed the trajectory of his life, and he sees the same happening to his son. There’s only two ways this could end for his child: death or prison. He sees the wreck coming in the same way I did. There’s a cycle…how do you get your child out of that cycle?
It’s all-around sad. This story takes place between 2015 and 2016, but I don’t get the feeling much has changed since then. This story has been playing out for almost 100 years at this point. This novel shows us a slice of life, and I think Ashraf Zaghal did a good job of pulling me into this story. I started reading this novel and didn’t put it down for 5 hours. I can’t wait to get a copy of this so that I can annotate it.
I love it when a book requires some homework from me. I was familiar with the words “Camp David” and “Oslo Accords,” but they held no actual meaning for me. Well, a quick google search and many articles later, I have been educated. I remember seeing the conflict in Israel on TV as a teenager but didn’t really know what it was all about. I hadn’t even heard of Palestinians yet. I didn’t know how far back this conflict went. Well, over the years I found out. And I found out even more after October 7.
There is a mosque that is heavily featured in this novel. I learned that this mosque (Haram Al-Aqsa) was central to the arguments at the Camp David Summit in 2000. Who would have control over this mosque and many areas of Jerusalem, Gaza, the West Bank, etc. What happened after the failed attempts to come to an agreement? Who was blamed for the failure? What happened immediately after? A lot of googling happened.