This novel, Enright's American debut, is the third Enright novel that I've read, and I think for those new to her, I'd start with Actress or The Gathering, rather than with this one. The first chapter is extraordinary - it's Dublin, 1965, and a pregnant woman is losing her mind, suffering from a brain tumor, and she will die in childbirth, leaving her husband, Berts, confused and upset and yet making practical decisions, to raise the child, Maria Delahunty. Berts remarries, Evelyn becomes her stepmother, an interesting character and a loving woman who came late to marriage and motherhood. The novel then jumps ahead in time, Maria is in her early 20s and leaves Ireland for New York where she falls in love with a married man who carries in his wallet a picture of someone who looks strangely like Maria as a 12 year old. What we learn from a lapsed nun who now works in a geriatric unit caring for the elderly and for dying nuns, in Ireland, is the truth, that the dying woman gave birth to twins - that Berts took only one of them, Maria, that the nun, then young, named the other Marie, who was renamed Rose when adopted by an English couple. Unlike Maria, Rose knows nothing about what happened to her birth mother. The best chapters are those featuring Berts and Evelyn, and I would have read much more about him and her. Far less interesting are the chapters featuring Maria or Rose, for they, too, are far less interesting characters, even as they search for each other, and it felt a little simplistic that what's been missing in their unanchored lives is each other.