
A stunning story about love and friendship and things not being as they seem at first. Proof that love has the strangest ways of manifesting itself and proof that you are never too old to make new friends. A story that will make you laugh and cry in equal measures, aínñnd believe that there is someone out there for everyone.
Two women both travelling from Ireland to France by ferry and then driving across the continent alone. By chance they end up sharing a dining table in the restaurant on the ferry.
Deira’s Husband Gavin has left her for another woman (he has history in that department – Deira was once ‘the other woman). Deira’s trip is slightly reminiscent of the film Thelma and Louise, in that she has stolen Gavin’s convertible Audi.
Grace’s Husband Ken has died and she seems to be turning their usual summer break planned to the nth degree by her late Husband), into some kind of pilgrimage; she is fulfilling her late Husband’s wishes to have his ashes scattered in the Celtic sea. It turns out that he died (killed himself?) after being diagnosed with MND. It turns out that before he died he set a treasure hunt for Grace, involving some online documents that Grace has to work out the passwords for.
Both women are undertaking trips that were meticulously planned by their Husbands. They have a remarkable amount in common and when they meet again at a hotel in Nante, they get chatting. They work together solving treasure hunt clues. When Deira’s car is badly damaged by a fire at their hotel, they decide to travel on through France, together. This in turn becomes a fantastic road trip between two new friends, in pursuit of the treasure.
I cannot tell you how this story ends, but implore you to buy the book and find out for yourself..