Mahtab and her family are forced to leave their home in Heart and journey secretly through the rocky mountains to Pakistan and then to far away Australia. Months go by, months of waiting, months of dread. Will they ever be reunited with their father, will they ever find a home?

An extract from Mahtab's Story
Mahtab ached.
She rubbed her freezing hands together and pressed them into her mouth sucking the life back into them. Kilometre after kilometre, the cold continued. Icy air seeped up from the floor and made its way through the layers of her cotton weave trousers. It slipped through the timber joins near her head and chilled her face, her neck and her shoulders. It brought with it a fine, pale powder that worked its way into her hair, her eyes and her nose. All she could taste was diesel and dust. Mahtab wept. She wanted to leap up, to drum her heels against the floor, to fling her arms into the air and yell as if her heart and lungs would burst. But her throat was a closed and choking trapdoor. She was compelled and sentenced to silence. Farhad crouched beside her, his head not quite to her shoulder, exhausted and dulled into sleep. In the shadows, Mahtab could just make out the shape of her mother beside him. Soraya, her thumb lying still in her mouth, was pressed against her. Each as still as a block of stone. Every rock, every pothole and gouge in the road jarred her body against the rough timber that held her in. Would they ever get there? Would it ever be over?

Review:‘An important eye-opening book. Readers will hold their breathwith each heart stopping bump in Mahtab’s journey.
Deb Ellis, Author of Parvana