"No one played songs here. No one listened to music or told stories. They didn't even realise not doing those things made them bad people."

Auē by Becky Manawatu

Been on my reading list for awhile and managed to get a large print edition (the only option) out of the library. The large print, coupled with the opening chapter being from the point of view of an eight year old, made it feel like I was reading a children’s book… but it’s definitely not a kid’s book. It’s a really great, but brutal, story with two converging timelines. There’s Māori sprinkled throughout which I didn’t understand, but it didn’t stop me from enjoying nor understanding the book - I only realised as I finished that there was a glossary at the back of the book!