The gripping tale about two boys, once as close as brothers, who find themselves on opposite sides of the Holocaust.
Elliot Rosenzweig, a respected civic leader and wealthy philanthropist, is attending a fundraiser when he is suddenly accosted and accused of being a former Nazi SS officer named Otto Piatek, the Butcher of Zamosc. Although the charges are denounced as preposterous, his accuser is convinced he is right and engages attorney Catherine Lockhart to bring Rosenzweig to justice. Solomon persuades attorney Catherine Lockhart to take his case, revealing that the true Piatek was abandoned as a child and raised by Solomon's own family only to betray them during the Nazi occupation. But has Solomon accused the right man?
Once We Were Brothers is Ronald H. Balson's compelling tale of two boys and a family who struggle to survive in war-torn Poland, and a young love that struggles to endure the unspeakable cruelty of the Holocaust. Two lives, two worlds, and sixty years converge in an explosive race to redemption that makes for a moving and powerful tale of love, survival, and ultimately the triumph of the human spirit.
When I first started reading this book I was immediately drawn into the characters’; I loved how easy this story was to read and how well this story was written, especially how short the chapters were! I love how this book can be put into more than one genre of books; it could be put into romance, war-time stories, or human relationships.
I really enjoyed how this story wasn’t just taking place during or even right after the Holocaust; the fact that Mr. Balson took the time to make the story and the plot go throughout sixty years is an incredible task. I think some readers would be a little confused by how the story plays out and how it ends. I think more men than women would enjoy this book, but anyone who would be interested in reading about how WW I affected many people’s lives would enjoy this type of story as well. I for one can’t wait for Mr. Balson to write another book; hopefully one similar to this one! I give this book and the author an “A.”
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Tiffany
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