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Suzanne expected me to come home but my life was here in New York. Almost eleven years with Eddie – eleven years of working, watching movies, making love, doing laundry, going to yoga. These things made up a life, didn’t they? And if they didn’t, then what did?

While Carla Matthew’s friends went back to college in Ireland at the end of the summer, she decided to stay in New York. She’d fallen in love – with her musician boyfriend Eddie, with the city. In New York she could write, go to the best universities, become the person she wanted to be. Someone she couldn’t be in her old life in Dublin, with her mother, her sister and the memories of her father’s death.
But then, out of the blue, she receives a phone call from home with some devastating news. Now Carla has to choose between her life in New York and her life back home in Dublin.
As she grapples with some difficult decisions, she begins to understand that her reasons for staying in New York may not have been quite so simple as she thought.
And that, while distance and time might let you become someone else, it takes love to come home to yourself.
What Might Have Been Me is a novel about love and loss. It’s a story about courage and responsibility – to our family, to the people we love, but most of all to ourselves, to become the person only we know we can be.

Reviews

Praise for The Other Boy:
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**** - 'a highly compelling tale ... a hugely gripping plot that takes us from 80s Ireland to contemporary London where the story ... reaches a shocking climax. A real page-turner.'
RTE Guide
Intelligent and tautly written
Irish Independent
'... as the tense drama between the brothers is played out, the lines between truth and lies, good and bad, light and dark become increasingly blurred, culminating in a violent and shocking act. Cassidy does not provide the reader with any easy answers in this sinister story. The truth is to be found somewhere in the cracks and in-between spaces within each brother's narrative. It is ultimately left up to the reader to make sense of this on their own, to construct our own narrative to explain what has gone on.
Irish Independent
'A humdinger of a first novel . . . Cassidy is excellent at the build-up of tension, until the reader can hardly bare to turn the page for fear of what is to come. Rough, raw and telling it like it is . . . '
The Tablet