When I started the book I had no idea that it would be 6:30 am and I would be in my bed, surrounded with tissues crying non stop.
It has the simplicity and innocence that can only be seen through the eyes of a 5 year old, but at the same time it has the loss of that innocence. and the rudeness of the life no child should live.
Little Zezé teach us that family is not only determined by blood and that, sometimes, we find the love and tenderness we need where we least expect it, outside that family circle; and that said family, can often hurt us more than anyone else. It teach us life is not simple and it will never be, but we can keep going on sometimes for us, sometimes for people who need us the most.
This is one of the saddest but beautiful books I've ever read. I recommend everyone to read it. You will not regret it.