Publisher's Synopsis
Memories can haunt us even if they are not our own. Kaye Howarth There are two types of legacies one can leave behind: 1. Positive 2. Negative. Mother - a hunched old shell of a lady of ninety-six; with cataract eyes, cannot see- but to her own detriment, her mind's eye still is needle-sharp. So repeatedly, old mother tortures herself, reliving that tragic weekend over sixty years ago. Her liver-spotted hands and bone fingers constantly bother discoloured tapestry threads on the arms of her chair. Confession might redeem her soul from going to hell. Her twins, Josie, and Jim would have to look out for themselves.
