Mir meets Ruth at a party. Ruth is carrying a drawing book, and the first thing she does is draw Mir’s face. Together they take shape, transforming each other in the process. But Mir is only Mir, and Belle, the old lady next door, gives no advice, not about love, and not about illness. Instead she throws a party in the backyard, with crabs boiled on a gas burner, white bread and lemons, and strong liqueur in small glasses. And Ruth is Ruth, she has blue spots on her breasts after a cervical smear. She says she will be alright. But she doesn’t promise anything.

One Day We Will Wake Up and It Will Be Summer is a novel about being seen by another person, and abandoning yourself, about friendship and love and the fear of not being heard, and about everything that can grow, one summer unlike any other.