I read The Dark Child last year and didn’t realise there was a sequel. Well, this is it. Except it isn’t quite a sequel. I know there some debate about Dark Child, but I took it to be an autobiography that used novelistic techniques. This book continues on narratively, but he is now a fictional character. And it’s obvious that some of the characters and events are symbolic or allegorical. Unfortunately Camara drops all pretence at fiction and starts writing a political dialogue. I threw the book down in disgust. I understand he was expelled from his country for writing this book. I’d have been tempted to expel him for bastardising his art. ( )