Reviewing this book is not easy because it does not really attempt to create a narrative.
It is a very guarded, though also very honest, collection of memories both from a horrific childhood and the later repercussions in adulthood.
The writer, who is also the main protagonists, gives us snapshots from the legal proceedings against the Catholic orphanage where she, her sisters and many other young children suffered abuse. She gives stark descriptions of the affects, both physical and mental, that these proceedings have on her and also the reactions of the unrepentant nuns and other self-righteous officials of the Catholic Church that were involved.
In between these accounts she flashes back to the suffering they were put through in the orphanage. There is no melodrama or desire to shock simply scenes of a life where the brutality and total lack of love these children were subjected to is quite incomprehensible.
The straightforward recounting of the childhood memories was effective but I felt a need for the adult telling the story to provide some form of analysis or deeper examination of how both the memories and the nun's reactions at the trial made her feel emotionally not just physically
There is also a large space of time between leaving the orphanage and the trial in which time it seems that author, in stark contrast to her sisters, succeeded in rehabilitating herself and then found a loving man and created a happy family. It would be inspiring to hear how she overcame the trauma she suffered and uplifting to learn how she finally found joy and security with her family but all of this is missing.
As a primary source, recording one person's experience this is a valuable work.
However as narrative I was left feeling that something was lacking.