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Amin Jaafari, an Arab-Israeli surgeon in Tel Aviv, spends a day operating on victims of a restaurant suicide bombing that killed many, including children at a party, and then learns the bomber was his wife Sihem. He had never suspected her, and her last letter, posted from Bethlehem, sends him into the West Bank to find the people who recruited her. There he is met with suspicion from militants and from his own relatives.
Sihem was affluent, educated and comfortably married, so poverty and ignorance cannot explain what she did. The novel attributes her act to a sense of collective humiliation and a loss of dignity she felt on behalf of her people. It presents her comfortable life as a source of shame, a feeling that her own safety made her complicit.
Years of shared domestic life gave Amin familiarity with his wife's habits but no access to her convictions. She kept her political self hidden, and he mistook the absence of conflict for agreement. Closeness can make a person less able to see the other, because it lets them assume instead of ask.
Amin's integration into Israeli society depended on staying apolitical, but the attack takes that neutrality away. Israeli colleagues and police now treat him as a possible accomplice, and Palestinians treat him as a traitor who ignored his own people. He has no side to stand on, which is why a movement can absorb a person while the individual who tries to understand it is left alone.