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In May 1948, as Zionist forces take the coastal village of Tantoura, thirteen-year-old Ruqayya glimpses the bodies of her father and two brothers among the dead. Ruqayya later marries a doctor in Lebanon, loses him in the 1982 war, and raises her children in exile across Beirut, the Gulf and Egypt.
The key to the abandoned house in Tantoura is kept and worn by the exiled family long after the house itself is gone, and it passes down the generations. It works as a portable deed: a material object that turns an unrecoverable place into an obligation each generation inherits, keeping return a live claim instead of a finished loss.
Ruqayya writes her life only because her son urges her to, and she resists because remembering reopens wounds she has spent decades managing. The novel holds that trauma a survivor keeps silent dies with the witness. Once written as ordinary family life rather than as political statement, the same memory becomes testimony that can stand against official denial of events like the massacre.
Read through one family's sixty years, 1948 is not a single uprooting but the first in a chain: the 1982 invasion, sectarian war, and host-state politics push the family out of each place of refuge in turn. Seen this way, refugee status is renewed by every new crisis rather than fading with time. Each move scatters the family further across borders, so dispersal itself becomes the family's lasting condition.