'...when you talk, you find things out, things about yourself, like the creatures in the rock pools you hadn't known were there until the sea let you see them'.
Skerry Sands is a remote Scottish fishing village, often cut off by tempestuous weather and isolated by the sea that gives the villagers their living. When Dorothy arrives, from Edinburgh, to be their new school teacher, it's clear to her that she'll never fit into this tight knit community. Even after nearly two decades of living there. Even after, losing her child to the very sea that sustains them. It's a cold place that has frozen Dorothy. This winter, however, the storm brings something more than snow, it brings them a little boy. Eerily this boy seems to be exactly like the one she lost. Although logic tells her that's impossible - too many years have passed - emotionally it cracks her heart. The thing is, will this crack liberate her or break her? When she's asked to temporarily look after the boy, in her home, it seems as though everything about this boy tugs another thread from her memory; the villagers' memories.
'The Fisherman's Gift' is a dual time, multi POV story, made up of small chapters; flitting from what is to what was, seamlessly. There is a pervading sadness, heartache and loneliness that is as thick and cold as the snow that encases the village. Misunderstanding and isolation are central to the storyline, which I must admit got to me at times, but it serves to highlight the damage that can be wrought in people, relationships, and communities. Ultimately, however, this is a heart-warming story about finding your way through hurt and grief to gratitude and compassion. When we open our hearts, we open our minds.
I enjoyed this historical fiction story, with its sprinkling of old superstitions and faerie folk tales. It reminded me how liberating the truth is and how it's far better to confront issues, rather than burying them, only to have them fester.
'Why is it...that we only ever remember the things we did wrong'?