Acknowledgements - My Name Is Samim

Imagine a treasure map leading to a finished book. These are the incredible people who helped me find the X…

My husband, Alistair, my rock. Whether it was endless cups of tea during late nights or listening patiently to the same chapter a hundred times, your support was my anchor.

My son, Jayden, whose quick wit rivals Zayn’s and whose mathematical mind, capable of recalling pi to 200 digits, sparked Samim’s special skill. Despite a preference for aeroplane manuals, you read my book and offered incredibly helpful feedback.

My daughter, Leyla, whose adorable drawings of me, pen in hand, and notes declaring ‘Mummy is a great writer!’ brightened the toughest writing days. Your kindness and empathy inspired the characters’ compassion and friendships in this book.

My parents, Nazim and Naila, back in Azerbaijan. Your love knows no bounds, and your daily calls filled with excitement for this book nourished me like your home-cooked meals.

My sister, Gunay, and my sweet niece, Nuray, whose birthday cards addressing me as ‘the writer’ reminded me there was no turning back.

My beta readers, especially my father-in-law, Gordon, for your patience through my messy drafts.

The wonderful team at Floris Books, especially my editors, Sally Polson, Karyn McMurray and Jennie Skinner, whose insightful feedback, steadfast support and guidance were instrumental in bringing this book to life.

Aryan Musleh, whose knowledge of and love for his homeland were invaluable in bringing authenticity and depth to Samim’s story. I’m so grateful for your generous help.

And last, but not least, the Afghan refugee boy whose real story of loss, courage and hope inspired this book. Your spirit, gentle but fierce, will forever echo in these pages. May your future be filled with the happiness and peace you so deserve.

To all of you, from the bottom of my heart: thank you.