I Loved Anaconda

About this book

"I loved Anaconda.. a tale of that soul which thought survival lay in escape, only to discover that the hardest battles are those we fight in the silence of old streets." Between Alexandria's alleys fragrant with sea smell, and dawn's anxiety dwelling in "Amal's" eyes, this tale begins. Amal, a girl in her twenties working as a tour-group escort, smiles at everyone and hides behind her calm features a volcano of suspended questions. She learned very early the meaning of "loss," since her father departed leaving her nothing in memory but a faded photo, so her heart grew fragile leaning toward attachment to silent things; an old drawing, a piece of furniture, or even a street she once passed. But life decided to test this attachment in "a human." This work progresses between letdown's hammer and hope's anvil, where the heroine lives a bitter struggle with a man's memories she loved to the point of "sickness," a man who was like the anaconda; wrapping around her heart softly until it nearly strangles it. Is love that prison we choose willingly? Or.