In part, this novel tells the story of three generations. It’s disjointed yes: like the mind of a person with PTSD; like the shrapnel from an explosion, random gunfire, people scattering, running away from an armed enemy; a people fleeing their homeland, in boats stacked high with desperate humans going in all directions in search of refuge in many different countries; and like the life of the central character, Little Dog, made up of an array of different cultural experiences, which somehow mesh together into some kind of cohesive whole.