I began reading this book with some reluctance thinking it was another woman trying to bring down the church but as I progressed I became more angry with the bishop for professing he was carrying on the affair to make her well again.
Bishop Eamonn Casey appeared to be self-centered, hypacrytical and even abusive. And yet Annie would sacrifice seemingly meaningful relationships with other men to take up with the bishop again after thosuands of miles and years of separation. Neither Annie nor the bishop are without blame. By the end of the book I could barely stand him for the double public/private life he led and I thought her a fool. My sympathy lies with their son, Peter.
Annie continued to love the bishop and defended him to her son. Peter makes attempts to meet his father and is hardly given two minutes. When I read the following exchange between mother and son I rejoiced that someone finally "got it".
"To my utter suprise, Peter said, 'He is totally corrupt.'
I lifted my hand to slap his face but he did not flinch. 'Didn't you ever hear, Mom, that all power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely? Well, that's him.'"
I was suprised that while Peter attempts to carry out his plan to entrap the bishop he observes actions between his mother and the bishop that it is obvious that a love still exists between them. Although her lapse into his control again angered me it was important for Peter to know that he was a product of a real loving relationship.
The sexual details were a bit much but sex helps to sell books.
Photos of Annie, Eamonn and Peter included in the book help the reader to grasp the reality of the relationship. Photos of other family members who supported her through her rough times are also included.
Descriptions of Ireland were particularly interesting to me having traveled there recently. Her writings of the city of Dublin, the towns of Killarny and Kinsale, and the narrow winding roads, the hills, the mist, and the sheep brought back memories.