This is a compelling, if disturbing, story of the protagonist, Betty's struggles to escape the captivity of an increasingly violent and tyrannical man. Her husband, Dr. Sayyed Bozorg Mahmoody 'Moody', brought her and their daughter Mahtob to his homeland Iran for a "two-week" vacation, at the end of which he turned Betty's worst fears into reality - they were here to stay. In a land of viscious men, and where women were no more than slaves, Betty cannot imagine a future and starts to arrange an escape. But all those plans meant seperating her from her daughter forever..
This extraordinary, heart-wrenching story takes us through one womans suffering in the war-infused, patriarchial society of Iran, and her treacherous journey to freedom. It narrates of one person's fortitude, courage and revives our faith in the human spirit.
It shook me to the core and touched my heart. I'm sure all of you would enjoy too. :)
With love,
Kira
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'You are here for the rest of your life. Do you understand? You are not leaving Iran. You are here until you die.'

Betty Mahmoody and her husband, Dr Sayyed Bozorg Mahmoody ('Moody'), came to Iran from the USA to meet Moody's family. With them was their four-year-old daughter, Mahtob. Appalled by the squalor of their living conditions, horrified by what she saw of a country where women are merely chattels and Westerners are despised, Betty soon became desperate to return to the States. But Moody, and his often vicious family, had other plans. Mother and daughter became prisoners of an alien culture, hostages of man of unstable sanity.

Betty began to try to arrange an escape. Evading Moody's sinister spy network, she secretly met sympathisers opposed to Khomeini's savage regime. But every scheme that was suggested to her meant leaving Mahtob behind for ever...

Eventually, Betty was given the name of a man who would plan their prilous route out of Iran, a hourney that few women or children had ever made. Their nightmare attempt to return home begins in a bewildering snowstorm..

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