I am someone who works and advocates with immigrants and refugees and who strongly believes that all people deserve a home, a place where they feel safe. Perhaps that is why I was so intrigued and pulled into Khaled Hosseini’s “And the Mountains Echoed” appealed to me so. Khaled Hosseini himself came as a political refugee from Afghanistan to America and all of his books have focused on Afghanistan. “And the Mountains Echoed” is no different. It focuses on the heart-breaking story of a family, and then descends and transcends though many different countries, time periods and characters. ALL of them fascinated me. I thought they Hosseini does an excellent job of moving back and forth between time and characters, all the while being so damn fascinating. It is the kind of book that grabbed a hold of me tightly and did not let go. It has sadness, realness, hope and love. It has everything, and a sort of magic that goes through it all. I loved the connection that exists between brother and sisters, servant and boss, mother and adopted daughter. Not all relationships are created equal. The story starts off with Abdullah and Pari’s father telling them a story, a treasure that happened few and far between, but he could be a story teller when he wanted. A magical story teller. This idea of stories and truth and reality is a theme throughout the novel. I don’t want to say much more, because I don’t want to spoil the story. I want you to read it. I want everyone to read it. It is a powerful story, a big story, a rip your heart open story.