I Mum and Dad were travelling to Dublin for the week. They didn’t want to leave me on my own, so they asked me if I would be OK staying at Dana’s farm for the week. “At Dana’s? Of course,” I said, trying to sound disinterested. What they didn’t know was that Dana and I were lovers. Dana was an old friend of the family, but she had moved away when she got married. After she divorced, she kept the farm and began to renew he...