These letters are meant for a red biscuit tin rather than for their addressee. Otherwise Simone would never commit to paper that which she dares to reveal in them: The story of a great love and an equally great insult, and an attempt to turn her life around. Suddenly the memories seem to be forcing their way onto the page, transporting reader and writer alike into a state of heightened tension, which only begins to abate as the psychological drama is revealed and the pain that has been kept under wraps for so long is acknowledged. An artfully constructed and gradual escalation into a familial worst case scenario – with so many comical and moving moments, that the reader doesn't know whether to laugh or to cry.