Reviewed by Lily Andrews
“Homes” by Hayden Thompson is the story of a man who wants to be a good father, but life keeps throwing him curveballs. We follow him into new countries and new ways of living, even as he constantly adjusts and tries to find that sweet spot where everything clicks. Purchase Here.
Dr. George Harrington, a single father who lives with his twelve-year-old son in Auvers-sur-Oise, Paris, understands that a single life is all we get, and that it is not something to be wasted on routine or the safe and familiar path. We meet him in the story’s first chapter just after he has received official documents for a new job in Asia, an international post that gives him a chance to make a difference in the developing world. He has spent many years standing shoulder to shoulder with the best and the brightest. But currently, what he craves is not human accolades, titles or applause, but relevance, a change of scenery and a renewed sense of purpose.
Their arrival in Farnamlan, Asia, however, is not the warm embrace George pictured. The airport and the traffic are chaotic, and the heat levels are nothing like the mild French mornings they had left behind. Soon, doubts and self-blame start to kick in, leaving him second-guessing his timing and reason for moving. But unknown to him, Farnamlan is already weaving a different story, one that will soon test him in ways he never expected.
Readers will agree that George is a character who spends more time in airports than most people spend in their kitchens. He unpacks and repacks through tearful goodbyes, and then does it all over again. Most times, in later chapters, he travels alone, sits on benches, sips coffee in quiet cafés with nothing but his thoughts and the world passing by. As a travel enthusiast myself, I couldn’t help but feel like his sense of solitude was more like the “ultimate” luxury than about loneliness. He is mostly alone yet never lonely. And in a world that keeps telling us we need to be with someone to be happy, his case is the perfect image of having myself as my own “enough” companion.
“Homes” is not a loud book, yet it is profoundly gripping. Its emotional weight doesn’t come from what happens externally in the protagonist’s life but in what happens inside of him. The book’s pauses, silences, quiet reflections, and moments that naturally seem insignificant gave me the space to feel, reflect, and connect with his emotional journey. Although the book mentions medicines, diseases, and public health work, it made clear that its focus was not medical content but George himself — what drove him as a single, aging individual and professional. Medicine serves the story, not the other way, and because of that, I never felt lost. This is a book that will be enjoyed by anyone who believes that home is not a place on a map but rather a feeling in their heart.









