It is summer and a stranger has come to quiet Rathmoye. He is noticed by Ellie, the young convent girl, who is married to Dillahan, a farmer still mourning his first wife. Over the long and warm days, Ellie and the stranger form an illicit attachment.
And those in the town can only watch, holding their tongues, as passion, love and fate take their inevitable course.
‘Lingers in the memory as a beautiful meditation on love, belonging and the impossibility of escape’ Observer
‘Unbearably moving’ Spectator