Wow, I had heard good things about this book, but I didn't expect to be so moved by this alternately fascinating and frustrating story. The author does a fantastic job of telling the story from both points of view: the American doctors' and the Hmong family's. She manages to present both groups sympathetically, which must have been a huge challenge considering the story of Lia, the Hmong child at the center of it all.
I think this should be required reading of any anthropologist considering writing ethnography. The author is not an anthropologist, but she walks the line of ethnography with grace and kindness.
The final chapter is just stunning in its sadness and its descriptive narrative of a Hmong healing ceremony.