In Jerusalem, two very different men are on the hunt for the same identity. The first is a wealthy Arab, a lawyer with a thriving practice, a large house, a Mercedes, and a beautiful wife and children. One evening he buys a second-hand Tolstoy novel recommended by his wife; on opening it he finds a love letter, in Arabic, in his wife's handwriting.Published as Second person singular, in the United States of America, by Grove Press 2012.
In Jerusalem, two very different men are on the hunt for the same identity. The first is a wealthy Arab, a lawyer with a thriving practice, a large ho...
