In 1975, when the civil war in Cambodia ends, the triumphant Khmer Rouge begin recording detailed biographies that will be used to tear away everything and everyone that might inhabit those biographies. Families are split up and sent to work camps to die of exposure, starvation and/or disease and over a million people are executed because of who or what they might or might not know or have known; survival could depend on assuming an identity without a past or a future.
This is the what Janie leaves behind when she escapes and is sent to Canada at the age of twelve, but thirty years later, while she is working with Alzheimers patients, memories of the horror push their way back to the forefront of her mind and Janie leaves her husband and young son to travel back to Cambodia in order to come to terms with her own survival and the losses that fill her memories.
Janie’s story, and that of her friend Hiroji, who himself has been displaced by the bombing of Japan, is told without sentimentality and with an immediacy that pulled me into the story and kept me there.
I overlooked this book when it came out a year ago so I'm glad it crossed my path again. It's comforting to hope that other overlooked books might do the same.