The mystery of Elizabeth Keane’s father is one that has never been solved by the people of Buncarragh, though not for lack of speculation. Her mother Patricia had been assumed a spinster until she began dating a mysterious man from out of town, and within months had left Buncarragh and had married. Less than two years later, Patricia was back, with a new baby but no husband by her side, and unbendingly silent about her recent past – a secret she would take with her to her grave. When Elizabeth returns to Ireland after her mother’s death, she finds the house of her childhood stuffed full of useless things, her mother’s presence already fading. And perhaps, had she not found the small stash of letters, the truth would never have come to light…
The mystery of Elizabeth Keane’s father is one that has never been solved by the people of Buncarragh, though not for lack of speculation. Her mother Patricia had been assumed a spinster until she began dating a mysterious man from out of town, and within months had left Buncarragh and had married. Less than two years later, Patricia was back, with a new baby but no husband by her side, and unbendingly silent about her recent past – a secret she would take with her to her grave. When Elizabeth returns to Ireland after her mother’s death, she finds the house of her childhood stuffed full of useless things, her mother’s presence already fading. And perhaps, had she not found the small stash of letters, the truth would never have come to light…
