“By now Nermina understands the presence of the white UN vehicles throughout Sarajevo will do little to stave off the siege; only these men who drive the trucks—Bosnian Muslims and Croats—have a chance of delivering Nermina and the others to the relative safety of the airport tunnel.”
“The Dollhouse became a lens through which I could see my birth mother and myself. I could safely question my personal history and interrogate the myths of adoption, identity, feminism, and home.”
“You can’t go alone,” Diane says…
By CH Summie
In her lyrical prose, Bills shares her landscape of loss and survival in chapters that are deeply moving, sometimes humorous, and memorable.