Description
Book Synopsis"MacMahon writes with such beautiful simplicity, conjuring real and complex people straight off the page ... subtle and authentic" - Claire Fuller
On opposite sides of the world, half-siblings Cassie and Christo have built their lives around work, intent on ignoring their painful past.
When a dramatic storm in Galway hits the headlines, they're drawn back there to revisit a glorious childhood summer, the last before their mother died. But their journey uncovers memories of a far less happy summer - one that had tragic consequences.
Confronted with the havoc their mother left in her wake, Cassie and Christo are forced to face their past and - ready or not - to deal with the messy tangle of parental love and neglect that shaped them.
The Home Scar is a luminous and precise story about the inheritance of loss and the possibility of finally making peace with it.
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"Her beautifully simple style belies psychological complexity ... and her tone is wryly accepting" - Big Issue
"Quiet and bleakly beautiful ... like the siblings and Ireland, it will leave a permanent mark on those who venture into its depths" - Buzz
"Picks at the wounds only a mother can inflict ... ambitious ... intricate" - Sunday Independent
"An exceptional novel about a brother and sister returning to the west of Ireland and to a summer of their past." - Anne Griffin, Sunday Independent
"A powerful story about legacy and loss and the possibility of reconciliation" - Irish Times
Trade ReviewA powerful story about legacy and loss and the possibility of reconciliation * Irish Times *
Her beautifully simple style belies psychological complexity . . . and her tone is wryly accepting * Big Issue *
Quiet and bleakly beautiful . . . like the siblings and Ireland, it will leave a permanent mark on those who venture into its depths * Buzz *
Picks at the wounds only a mother can inflict . . . ambitious . . . intricate * Sunday Independent *
An exceptional novel about a brother and sister returning to the west of Ireland and to a summer of their past. -- Anne Griffin * Sunday Independent *
