I hated my father. Absolutely loathed him,' said the old lady. The policeman wondered if the old dear was right in the head...In the autumn of 1940, 91-year-old Letitia Warner is determined to take her secrets with her to the grave. All that matters to her now is her dearly loved great-nephew, Hugh. As the war progresses and London is ravaged by bombs, Hugh's chance meeting with a girl he knew years before weakens Letitia's efforts to subdue her own long repressed memories of her husband and hated father, the Bishop of Chanderton. Should she tell? Or keep silent and try to cling on long enough to see Hugh happy and settled before she dies.