THE BLURB :
Jemma’s father is Irish-Australian, is
young and vain and has few parental instincts. He is addicted to port, the
horses, and women. Jemma’s mother is emigrant English, is young and naïve and
also has few parental instincts. She is addicted to a teenage notion of love
and romance.
Jemma accepts her mother as she is, but
in the earlier years she carries a flickering hope her father may yet rise
above his addictions, until their stuttering relationship is irrevocably
destroyed by his own hand.
But Jemma is an aimsitheoir - she will
find things - safety pins, money, buttons, branches hanging low with fruit, a
hollow tree, a scraggy white cat, a frog the colour of mud, a barefoot Irish
girl with a basket of kelp. She will also find horror, courage, grief, grit,
music, her voice, an excess of laughter, and several versions of God, and –
eventually – wings.
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