Historia inspirada en hechos reales. Una heroína, madre y novia recorre la historia de su familia a lo largo de tres generaciones, acogiendo su herencia, mientras se encuentra en una épica lucha por sobrevivir entre el ocaso de la época campesina y un Milán de clase obrera en plena guerra, inmerso en apocalípticos bombardeos aéreos y siniestras sirenas de alarma. La protagonista relata la angustia y el horror de la guerra, afrontando con dolor y coraje las pérdidas y la muerte, pero teniendo la determinación de construir un futuro para ella y su pequeña hija, así como la certeza de que regresará su inolvidable héroe, el comandante Guido, quien se encuentra con su compañía militar en una épica travesía por el desierto del Sahara, entre Libia, Túnez y Argelia, para poner a salvo la vida de sus soldados.

This book is based on a true story. Amalia is a heroin, a mother and a wife: she retraces the events of her family through three generations. She welcomes their inheritance in a hard struggle to survive between a Country's rural age at its sunset and a working- class Milan in which the war is perceived by apocalyptic aerial bombardments and alarm sirens. Of the war she talks about the anxiety and the horror: she faces losses and mourning with an aching and courageous heart, with the determination to build a future for her and her little daughter and with the certainty of the return of her never forgotten hero, Commander Guido. He, in the meanwhile, is engaged with his patrol in an epic crossing of the Sahara desert through Libya, Tunisia and Algeria, trying to bring his men to safety.

The lamps began to sway, the ceiling with deaf creaks to tremble, the rubble to fall, while the explosions of the bombs became more and more intense and close, the weeping of children and the moans of fear pervaded our bodies. The light he fizzled out and the terror that a bomb hit the shelter froze the blood of the veins as the heart rose to the throat and the dust of the debris entered our sighs. Endless minutes, eternal, with the heart that seemed to stop at every roar and the air with a slow and imperceptible hiss coming out of the lungs. I closed my eyes, the noises died away. I begin to wander through the folds of time.