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Your support makes all the difference.Liz Crane, the narrator of Urquhart's bucolic novel, is an entomologist recently returned to her family's fruit farm in southern Ontario.
Casting a shadow over her life is the recent death of her cousin, killed in Afganistan. There are further family disappearances to be unearthed during her stay. Urquhart's imagination is fired by regret and nostalgia.
As her heroine reflects: "Sometimes I feel the past will eat me alive, will devour me in the same way that the now abundantly overgrown cedar bush is devouring the pioneer rail fences on which, as children, we used to stand".
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