Milan has never been to Rwanda. He is an ordinary French teenager who knows almost nothing about the country his mother is from—or about the horrors she fled. But one day, a boy appears on the doorstep of their home, his head marked by a dreadful scar. From that day on, Milan’s life will change—so will Milan himself. He will begin a difficult, long, and tangled journey back to his roots, to his family. And the symbol of this journey will be an old tree—a magnificent jacaranda that has seen everything people tried to forget. In his novel, Gaël Faye tells the story of four generations, unfolding before the reader a tragic picture of the country’s past—one that, despite everything, still strives for dialogue and forgiveness. This is a novel about the fact that sometimes memory is pain, and sometimes it is a path to healing. And embodied memory is the jacaranda: a symbol of rootedness and, at the same time, of fragility.