The Bagpipe and Scalpel

Medicine heals the body. The bagpipe heals almost everything else. And some summers teach you things no university ever will. Mary Iriarte is twenty-two, red-haired, freckled, a fourth-year medical student with a gift for asking the questions that actually matter - and a bagpipe she has carried every summer since she was six years old. When she boards the three-fifteen train from Bilbao to Vigo with her three closest friends, she believes she is going on holiday. She is, technically. But the summer has other plans. What follows is a season that refuses to be ordinary. In the cobbled streets of Vigo, in the shadow of the Berbés fish market, on the silent beaches of the Cíes Islands at dawn, four young women discover that the most important lessons arrive precisely where you are not looking for them. Elena, whose fifty-three-point itinerary has room for everything except the unexpected - and learns to make room. Sofia, who meditates at six in the morning and has formed an opinion on everything by six fifteen. Carla, who paints with her fingers and sees the world in light and texture before she sees it in words. And Mary, who is learning that the difference between a good doctor and a merely competent one has nothing to do with textbooks. There is also Grandfather Xavier - seventy-eight years old, a retired fisherman, a bagpipe player for sixty years, a man who communicates important truths by referring to the sea, the wall, and the fish, and who has been teaching Mary to listen since she was six. And there is Remigio, a veterinarian with two medical degrees and the habit of saying exactly what he means, which is either efficient or unsettling depending on how prepared you are to hear it. The Bagpipe and the Scalpel is a novel about friendship and the architecture of attention. About the kind of knowledge that cannot be examined, only lived. About the three seconds of silence before the right question. About the summers that mark the years that follow them. It is warm without being sentimental. Funny without being frivolous. And it ends exactly where the best stories end - not with a conclusion, but with a door left deliberately open. This is Volume 1. The door is open for a reason. For readers of Marian Keyes and Nina George. For anyone who has ever had a summer they still carry with them. For anyone who suspects that the most important things are taught by people who never stood in front of a classroom. "The bagpipe is not an instrument. It is a declaration of intent." - Xavier Iriarte, 78, retired fisherman, Vigo

Pagina's: 303, Paperback, Independently published