Constance Keating has lived a life of internal exile, alienated from her family and from Ireland.
Now she has returned to her family home to die. While that painful, messy process takes place she replays, like a home movie, the fragments of her past. And, as the festooned Christmas tree awaits its day, so Constance also waits, hoping her child's father will come and that the final outcome will be on her terms.
Read MoreIt is difficult to convey the marvellous quality of this book. Constance Keating is a major fictional portrait, her death finally noble - Daily TelegraphShe is a skilful writer, using short flashbacks... in such a way that each page widens the picture. You start with a solitary woman, dying alone; you finish with a past, a history, great tenderness and no sentimentality - SpectatorThe ending brings more than a lump to the throat. It is magnificent - Daily ExpressA most distinguished novel - Irish Press
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