Many thanks to NetGalley and Storm Publishing for an ARC of this novel.
Roberta Kagan has a long list of historical novels to her name, many to do with the plight of European Jews under the Nazis. Her personal history along with her careful historical research, inform her fact-based fiction with a particular emotional sensibility. This novel, the second book in her ‘Mimi’s Journey’ duology, is not an easy one to read, as no book about the Final Solution can be. It’s hard to conceive of how the subject might be approached without the wrenching emotion that it evokes, especially when the main characters are so good and so guileless and face extraordinary suffering just for their religion and ethnicity.
The setting is 1930s France, and Chloe, once a legendary ballerina, is now an impoverished seamstress, living a sad and lonely life. She was widowed young and saw her beloved daughter depart for the United States, with her husband and baby girl, Mimi. A few more sentences of backstory would have been helpful for those who started with the second book, seeing as they seem to have left before Hitler’s true threat became apparent. In any event, as the book begins, her luck begins to turn. A chance encounter leads her back into the ballet world as a renowned teacher. And, unannounced and out of the blue, her daughter’s friend German friend Gloria arrives at her door with Mimi and her own son, to whom the little girl is very attached.
The story then picks up considerable speed, to the point where events both personally and historically momentous seem to flash by. Mimi’s mother dies and her father sends her back to her French grandmother; Gloria marries a Nazi and moves to Germany to live a wealthy but unhappy life; young Nick is forbidden to see Mimi by his loving but antisemitic stepfather. Despite the lack of contact their bond holds firm. Just as quickly as Chloes’ fortunes had improved, she and Mimi, now a teenaged bride, are catapulted into hell as the world gets ever darker after Kristallnacht and the Nazis occupy Paris.
Much of the story follows predictable lines, but the author’s choice to look more closely at Nick’s story adds a rarely seen perspective. He is indoctrinated in Nazi ideology when little more than a child. We see how he parrots the notion of the superior race while inwardly questioning antisemitism. He can’t reconcile love of the fatherland with pointless killing of innocents. What happens to him as he is forced to witness, and to participate, in the Babi Yar massacre, is one of the few times in the book when I felt really drawn in.
Historically precise as it is, and despite the appealing figures of Chloe and Mimi, and to some extent the embittered Gloria, I was disappointed. The horror, the tragedy, the desperate fate, just did not come off the page. I felt emotionally distant even while recognizing that I should be feeling so much more. The rapid telling is part of the problem, and so are the frankly unconvincing ‘twists of fate’ that pop up all through the story, and especially at the end.