Fern’s choices in life and in love are an echo of her mother’s, as Iris’ are an echo of her own mother’s. Three women, three generations: one dark secret. Iris keeps a scrapbook of Lawrence, the lover who went missing years earlier. Fern’s father. She defines herself by his loss and soothes herself with gin and the fairytale of this one perfect relationship…Fern, once a ‘strange and difficult child’ who believed that her dead grandmother’s soul lived inside her stomach, reluctantly returns home to the island to take care of Iris. She is tasked with finding Lawrence and in the process she has to confront her own past and memories…Ivy, Iris’ mother, had her own cache of secrets; spells she took to the grave. Spells that Fern unearths. The Scrapbook is a novel about memory, and the unreliability of memory. It’s about the tangled, often dysfunctional, bonds of family. And it’s about absence and the power that a void can exert over a person’s life.