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Carla Matthews travelled to New York as a student for a summer but when the time came to head home to Ireland, she decided to stay behind. She had fallen in love with musician boyfriend Eddie, with the city itself, with the idea that here she could become someone new, someone she couldn’t be in Dublin anymore.
Eleven years later, Carla feels stuck. She never did return to university and has almost forgotten her dream of being a writer. As she begins to wonder if this is how it will always be, she receives a phone call from home that changes everything.
Now Carla must return to Dublin, to her mother and sister, to a city and a life she hardly recognises anymore. Faced with some difficult choices, Carla begins to discover what it truly means to come home to herself.
What Might Have Been Me is a compelling story of love and belonging, and of how, in the midst of devastating loss, a family finds a way to piece itself back together.

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