She grapples with her past and seeks a sense of purpose for her future. By Ellie Stewart
Janey Drysdale is eighty-three. In the light of a paraffin lamp, she’s making corrections to a song that she wrote with her late brother, the composer Learmont Drysdale.
Entertained and interrupted by her younger selves, she waits anxiously for a man who’s coming to collect the last box of his music for safe-keeping.
A knock at the door is not the man she expects, but a Polish soldier, lost in the hills. It’s 1945, and he brings news of the outside World that shakes her.
She grapples with her past and seeks a sense of purpose for her future.
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