by Leylah Attar
Published January 31st 2017 by Pitch73 Publishing
“My greatest loss had led to my greatest love. Hearts were broken, and hearts were healed. Lives were lost, and lives were saved.”
Once in Africa, I kissed a king…
“And just like that, in an old red barn at the foothills of Mount Kilimanjaro, I discovered the elusive magic I had only ever glimpsed between the pages of great love stories. It fluttered around me like a newborn butterfly and settled in a corner of my heart. I held my breath, afraid to exhale for fear it would slip out, never to be found again.”
When a bomb explodes in a mall in East Africa, its aftershocks send two strangers on a collision course that neither one sees coming.
Jack Warden, a divorced coffee farmer in Tanzania, loses his only daughter. An ocean away, in the English countryside, Rodel Emerson loses her only sibling.
Two ordinary people, bound by a tragic afternoon, set out to achieve the extraordinary, as they make three stops to rescue three children across the vast plains of the Serengeti—children who are worth more dead than alive.
But even if they beat the odds, another challenge looms at the end of the line. Can they survive yet another loss—this time of a love that’s bound to slip through their fingers, like the mists that dissipate in the light of the sun?
“Sometimes you come across a rainbow story—one that spans your heart. You might not be able to grasp it or hold on to it, but you can never be sorry for the color and magic it brought.”
A blend of romance and women’s fiction, Mists of The Serengeti is inspired by true events and contains emotional triggers, including the death of a child. Not recommended for sensitive readers. Standalone, contemporary fiction.
I expected too much from this book but I only got disappointed by the end of it. Don’t get me wrong, Leylah Attar is a fantastic writer but there were just some things that did not work for me in the book but they are so tiny and possibly things other people will not take note of.
The story is set in a make believe city in Tanzania where tragedy strikes and two people find each other in the midst of it all. The tragedy pretty much reminded me of the Westgate Shopping Mall Attack that happened in Nairobi in 2013. The author makes variations to the story but this could be a trigger for people who were directly affected by the attack.
The hero and heroine both lose people close to them in the attack, Jack lost his daughter and Rodel lost her sister. They are grieving their loss a month after the tragedy when they meet. This is what I found strange, it had only been a month. A month and they were already making googly eyes? But then again, people deal with loss differently. To be honest, the time frame of their relationship just felt off. For such a tragedy I expected a longer time frame to allow healing and what not but it was all so rushed.
The thing that made me love the story the most was the fact she tackled the humanitarian issue that face albinos in Tanzania. I have watched so many documentaries about this and it felt like I was following a journalist’s story. If you are a documentary junkie like me, check out some of them. It will give you another look into people’s belief systems and the line between right and wrong.
As I have mentioned before, the way they dealt with loss was just so off to me. Imagine losing your daughter or sister? I mean do you even have to notice how good looking another human being is? From the author’s words, it’s clear they were both extremely close to the people they lost and for the life of me I cannot see how a month down the line you can look at a guy and start appreciating his looks. At least Jack took some time before getting to that point but this Rodel chick was on a roll.
The ride through Tanzania felt nostalgic. It reminded me of the many safaris I have been on in East Africa and I’m pretty sure people who haven’t experienced it will appreciate the author’s prose. If you enjoy traveling through written word, pick this one up.
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