Narrated by the soul of an African slave woman, who giving thanks at a shrine in Africa over two hundred years ago, tosses her infant son to safety moments before she is hauled away by slavers.
After a brutal sea passage, her baby girl is snatched steaming from her loins as she gives birth. Although she doesn’t know it yet, her spirit is destined to roam the earth in search of her lost children.
She will make her way to England where Michael is trying to stay out of trouble as riots spit and boil down the streets of South London, and all the way to a sun-baked village in Nigeria, where a servant girl named Ngozi struggles to escape her low-caste status.
As the invisible threads that draw her to these lives are pulled ever tighter, The Book of Echoes asks: how can we overcome the traumas of the past when they are woven, so inextricably, with the present? Humming with horror and beauty, Rosanna Amaka’s miraculous debut establishes her as a vibrant new voice in fiction
The writing is quite mesmerising, I couldn’t put it down