
A Novel of Grief, Correspondence, and Maternal Attention
A Pen & Muse Original
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See the membershipAfter the death of her mother, Sorcha returns to the remote Atlantic island where she grew up to catalogue the family house and settle the estate. A documentary filmmaker by profession, she approaches the rooms, objects, papers, and traces of her mother’s life with methodical distance—but the house resists being reduced to an inventory.
The ferry left the headland at twelve forty-three, three minutes behind the board nailed beside the ticket window and close enough to time that no one remarked on it. Sorcha stood in the lee of the cabin with one hand around the rail. The metal was cold through her glove. Beyond it, the shore withdrew without drama: slate roofs, a petrol pump, the low stone wall of the quay. Then there was only water.
She had made a list in the airport before dawn. Estate solicitor. Death certificates. Contents inventory. Valuer. Cleaner. Auctioneer. Utilities. Probate forms. Dublin flight, November fifteenth, eleven ten a.m. Two weeks, allowing for delays. She had written the flight time twice. It gave the month an edge. It made the days measurable.
After the death of her mother, Sorcha returns to the remote Atlantic island where she grew up to catalogue the family house and settle the estate.

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