The novel for a displaced generation Mina is thirty years old and leads a life in London built with great care and little spontaneity, in a frantic attempt to finally feel “right”. One evening she receives a phone call from her mother: her father has died. Mina returns home for the funeral, but ends up staying. Home is a small seaside town where her Moroccan father ran a beach bar frequented mostly by immigrants, a place of refuge for those who didn’t feel welcome in this new land.
It’s here, in a place that doesn’t seem to belong to anyone, and where people too often appear like ghosts who pass and vanish, that Mina finds her family, and the memories of her father: the mythical, elusive, eternal migrant with a mysterious past. Here, Mina will discover that roots are just a fleeting dream, a desire to find oneself in a common history and shared affection that allows us to forget, at least at times, the ferocity of the world and the wounds of abandonment.
