Beatrice

Now, as an adult, Eithne is an artist, and tries to remember her sister in her prints of the dark wooded bogs behind her house: 'I print my landscapes, but they are no longer just that. Objects enter their arenas, all hidden in the woods... by the lough, under the Aspen trees... a string of pearls, a compact, a hat, a sketchbook...' household, a dark, guilty secret that her disappearance only made worse. Something about Beatrice's birth and an Englishman, covered forever by Sarah's shame and Joe's bitter anger. And now, almost twenty years later, it is all blown apart, when a girl appears, claiming to be Beatrice's daughter, given up for adoption all those years ago... magic and beauty of art running through it, this is a richly compelling, haunting story of family secrets, passion and ultimately redemption.