Birth Road

A bold and evocative work of historical fiction by a debut author that travels from rural Nova Scotia to Boston and back again, told in startling vignettes. My mother was not one to dwell on the past. "Digging up old memories is like eating cherries," she said. "Some people choose the sweet ones every time, and then there are the others, those who always choose the sour." I don't agree with my mother. I have always liked the sweet and the sour. You really can't appreciate one without the ot...