Robert has taken a long time to fall in love, and finally, he does so – with Angela. He thinks she’s the angel he’s been waiting for. And she certainly does have angelic qualities, but underneath she’s something else entirely, something Robert can’t quite fathom.

Who, or what, is she committed to that takes up so much time? Why can’t she invite him home? Why is she so guarded about her early life growing up in Ireland with the strange Aunts Bridie, Regine and Maisie? And why, exactly, has her Uncle Mikey stayed in the attic for the last fifty years?