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I’m literally at the edge of my seat, so intriguing!

This book has been on a downward spiral from the midpoint - I’m actually so confused as to what’s going on and how we’ve gotten here. Agreeing to sleep with all the men in her office as an apology and actually attempting to do so starting with her mentor/manager? I’m sorry? I feel like I’m being pranked 🙆🏾‍♀️

Was enjoying so far, and then this scene with Māori, I’m so perplexed? Came out of left field

This is one of those books that I can feel in my toes that I want to read it slowly, because when it’s done - I won’t be able to go back to the first time I read some of these words. I’m so excited, and I wish I could bottle this feeling

jade jade and more jade

Love’s Lone Flower - yet another really sad story about the difficult lives of nightclub hostesses

Soldiering on, finding reading this a bit tedious - a mix of constantly flipping to the glossary and the descriptions are a tad bit overwritten. I tend to do a lot of world building in my head as I read, and with this I’m instead reading almost mechanically - seeing the words but not truly understanding/appreciating.

Modulating atmosphere’s to major and minor keys is new phrasing for me

Why does nanny shun-en have a mid western American diction? “I picked these here double-yoke….”

A sea of blood-red azaleas. What a sad short story

Haha I love thissss! Definitely going to watch the film adaption because Miss Marple is my spirit animal

“Patches of paint had peeled off exposing the concrete beneath. The eyes once painted black had turned white in places …”

I find it interesting that all five characters perceived the hippo somewhat similarly - observing its eyes and the colour it was painted

Is in inherently human to hate that which is different to us? It’s always a religious, ethnical or racial conflict. Why?

I am so amazed by the number of similarities between public administration in Nigeria and India - demolishing of makeshift homes, chasing public officials for running water, street fold sold around public government offices

The exploration of grief is one redeeming aspect of this book - it’s also realistic with Nigerian culture/parenting - so much goes unsaid, and I can’t imagine the weight of losing both wife and son so close together for Baby’s father

Samson’s story line is a bit perplexing because how have we gone from him being someone her father suspects she likes to him being selected to accompany her on a trip to Switzerland?

first pace change in this book - discovering Charlie boy is actually dead. I found the reveal backstory slightly off putting with phrases like “coconut head” and “conked” - like isn’t this a painful memory for Baby?
I also don’t get Baby’s use of British English and grammar one minute and switching to incomplete/implausible Nigerian vernacular in the next.

resisting abandoning so far. I’m finding a lot of the dialogue in this book implausible [from a Nigerian context], and the switching of tenses present tense to past participle a bit annoying.

This was such a beautiful read. “Her belief in him was simple, her love unquestioning. And this, he could see, after all these years was his truest blessing. It was why, he had eventually come to realise, he loved Miebi. For Miebi felt, in addition to many things, familiar, instilling in him the same feeling he had felt with his mother - the relief of finally having arrived at a safe location.

This was a beautiful book.