What if the only way to set your daughter free was to pretend she was never your daughter at all? That’s the choice this book is built on, and the hardest part is that it’s real. In Afghanistan there’s an old custom – bacha posh – where a family with no sons can raise one
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I put off reading this book for an embarrassingly long time. Part of it was the Pulitzer Prize. I know that sounds backwards, but prize-winning novels have burned me before; I’ve picked up too many celebrated books that felt more like homework than reading, more like enduring than experiencing. Impressive sentences in service of nothing
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I bought Theo of Golden because one of my friends wouldn’t stop talking about it. She wasn’t recommending it exactly; that would have been easier to ignore. She just kept circling back to a character named Theo who’d made her reconsider what kindness actually costs. About how a book with almost no plot had somehow become one
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