A Sunday in bed at home 🤷🏽♂️
Reading this book on a gloomy, rainy day I think is not a good idea. Not because it offers no hope, in fact it does, but merely because the scenes are so horrifying and shocking that adds to the sullen mood of the moment. But how can a novel be so tragic and yet so beautiful? A Sunday at the Pool in Kigali is a bold story about the genocide in Rwanda in 1994. Mutilation, rape, hacking, betrayal, ethnic 👇