“Where this book shines is in the relationships between the American missionaries and the inhabitants of Angola; their differences and similarities. Slowly, as the author grows, she comes to realize the disparity between the two.
Comments such as, “My world was wealthy and protected. And white. But in every interaction between black Angolans and white Portuguese danger skulked,” and “Mulattos the cinnamon ones were called in town, in a sneering tone that made me look at them and wonder what was wrong with being mulatto,” help to open the reader’s eyes to the injustices that abounded all around the missionaries. The disparities between the two communities are fascinating and the true draw of this book.”