Leaving in the Republic of Ireland, I created a story which involves the Magdalene Laundries, which existed in Northern and in the Republic of Ireland. I set the story in the year 1996, so no cell phone etc. existed, as we know it today. It is hardly mentioned what happened at the crime scene, ore what stood in the diary. All persons are fictional, so made up by myself. I do not know, if a similar case once happened, but I think it did not, so also that crime is made up.

Mama is gone.

You do not know anyone. Not more than they want you to know them. You don't know what happens behind closed doors, whilst not a soul is watching. You don't know, and maybe you never will.

Elaine experienced an horrendous childhood, filled with physical, sexual and mental abuse. As an adult she lives in fear of her life falling apart; reality becomes blurred as she fails to repress and bury her trauma. She cannot come to terms with the horrors that her own mother had inflicted upon her. She doesn't believe that her life could ever actually, be a happy one.