You think adoption is a story which has an end. But the point about it is that it has no end. It keeps changing its ending.
From the moment when, as a little girl, she realizes that her skin is a different colour from that of her beloved mum and dad, to the tracing and finding of her birth parents, her Highland mother and Nigerian father, Jackie Kay’s journey in “Red Dust Road” is one of unexpected twists, turns and deep emotions. In a book remarkable for its warmth and candour, Kay discovers that inheritance is about much more than genes: that we are shaped by songs as much as by cells, and that what triumphs, ultimately, is love.
Taking the reader from Glasgow to Lagos and beyond, “Red Dust Road” is a heart-stopping story of parents and siblings, friends and strangers, belonging and beliefs, biology and destiny.
