I was recommended this book by my mother while I was in Cyprus last summer. I have never written a book review before, but I felt I had to write this because of the impact it had on my heart, and my soul.
As a bit of background information, I am a Greek Cypriot who was born the year before the island was divided and I have spent roughly half my life in Cyprus, so this book was particularly poignant to me.
From the first page, Ms Busfield's skillful writing drew me into the story, to the point that, by page two, I genuinely felt like I was sitting in the courtyard of the Economidou family home, watching the story unfold before me. I could feel the heat, hear the rustle of the breeze through the leaves and the noisy cicadas. In addition to that, as I was reading, I could hear the dialogue IN GREEK in my head, which surprised me as English is my default language setting. I put all of the above down to Andrea's brilliantly descriptive writing. Her descriptions of the other villagers was spot-on, it really brought them to life for me. I grew up in a village similar to this myself, and many of the characters echoed the funny traits, superstitions and eccentricities of the farmers, shepherds and housewives that we would encounter on the cobbled streets during our long hot summers.
I know other reviewers have said that they would have preferred less historical fact in this novel, but for me, the history is what had the greatest impact and tied in perfectly with the story. I thought that having one of the brothers working as a journalist was a brilliant vehicle to enable Andrea to examine and dissect the political situation of those years. Additionally, the complicated relationship between Loukis and Praxi was echoed perfectly in the conflicts occurring in the background. All through my childhood we were fed stories of the 1974 coup, much of it ridiculous propaganda, from school-friends and teachers. My family, however, have always retained their friendships and connections with their Turkish Cypriot friends, so I feel I grew up with a more balanced view than most, and this is why I loved this book. Andrea tells both sides truthfully, but more importantly, covers the complicated history of the island before the division and helped me understand a great deal about why the tensions arose between the two communities, but also encouraged me to do a great deal of research myself. She doesn't pull any punches, and some of the descriptions of the atrocities committed had me in tears. I asked my father about several of the incidents that were mentioned in the book as I was reading, including the restrictions imposed upon the islanders by the British, which opened up some heart-rending discussions with him as he walked back down memory lane to many places, some of which I'm sure he would rather not have revisited. It's precisely because of this historical accuracy that my dad asked if I could leave my copy of the book behind so that he could read it, even though I hadn't finished the book myself yet (I had just received a Kindle and assured him that I was keen to make this my first download). Sadly for me, my father passed away six days after I left Cyprus so, heartbreakingly, I didn't have the opportunity to discuss with him the myriad of additional questions that this book raised for me. Poignantly, at his funeral there were Greek and Turkish Cypriots standing side-by-side in the church, united in their grief, including my dad's best friend for 70 years, Hassan, a Turkish Cypriot.
I have recommended this book to all of my extensive family and Cypriot friends. This book perfectly encapsulates the pain and heartache that my beautiful little island has suffered for so many years, and the perfectly written ending left a dull ache in my heart that, two weeks after finishing the book, I have not been able to erase. Thank you, Andrea Busfield, for this beautiful gift.