Introducing books through the first chapter or so...
Though I love to see my children resting soundly, in the quiet of their slumber my uneasy mind retraces our journey. How did I come to be here, with two of my three children curled on the bristly bedspread of a hotel room? So far from home, so far from voices I recognize.
-- When the Moon is Low by Nadia Hashimi
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