I was drawn to read The Parking Lot Attendant by Nafkote Tamirat because of the pretty orange cover. This prize winning first novel is about a young girl who narrates the story. We never see her name though. Her parents are immigrants from Ethiopia. Strangely her parents raise her one at a time. Abandoned by her father before birth, her mother raises her until the father comes back and then the mother takes off. They live in the Boston area where another man from Ethiopia runs a parking lot. As the narrator reaches the end of her high school years things get pretty weird for her. I think it is very refreshing to read books from another person's perspective. My life was no where near the life of the narrator in this book. This book was a pleasant escape from my life right now.
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