An extract from Children of the Jacaranda Tree
A country divided by revolution a people united by love...
Deep in Tehran's Evin Prison, Azar gives birth to a baby girl.
Corridors away, Amir is making a bracelet out of date stones. He hopes that one day his daughter will hold it in her hands.
As a camera shutter closes, three children are fixed in time. These children cannot remember their mothers' faces. But their mothers will treasure the photos, daring to imagine the life that goes on beyond prison walls.
Revolution has torn the future from the past. But these children, the children of the jacaranda tree, will have the chance to grow. They will go into exile, they will find love and they will return home to Iran. But they will also have to confront the terrible legacies passed from one generation to the next when the cold boot of history stamps on individual lives.