"I became the person I am today at the age of twelve, on a cold winter day in 1975. I remember the precise moment I was crouched behind a wall of crumbling clay half hidden in the alley and glanced along the frozen river. It 'been a long time ago. But it is not true, as they say many who can bury the past. The past clings with its claws to the present. Are twenty-six years of hiding in the alley peep desert. Today I realize that. "
I just finished reading this novel by Khaled Hosseini: fantatisco, very touching and a bit 'sad. Set in Afghanistan in the last thirty years is about a friendship between two boys. Rating: 9
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