The funeral is over. The heartache is still to come. Alice has to empty Roxie’s house of its clutter, and her own life of its complicated frustrations. But where junk can be thrown away, pulling out unhealthy emotions leads to a tangle of festering resentment and old fears. The old fibro house on the edge of the sea has withstood many storms, but for Alice, it was never a refuge. Her grandmother, Roxie, took in Alice and Malcolm when their mum died of an overdose. Alice has paid for that decision in so many ways and now, armed with bug spray, she’s going to break those spider web ties of need and deceit. Maybe. Because old houses hold surprises.