About book

“Hey! Bring that back!” The fish salesman yelled at Neila, as she slipped into the crowd and disappeared from sight. The young woman ran through some back-alleys and hid inside a torn down church. She pushed aside a large stone and crawled into a dusty alcove, caught her breath and began biting furiously into the raw fish she had just snatched from the vendor. She’d gone hungry for a few days, a nibble here, a bite there… Her meal done, she stepped back out into Haiti’s fractured capital. “What’s the news?” she yelled at another scavenger who was pushing a cart full of plastic...