A boy creeps down from a high-rise block at dawn to see the prints left by a fox on the frosty grass.
He is TC, eight years old and skipping school. At school and at home he is barely missed. Sophia, seventy-eight, is writing to her granddaughter Daisy, whose privileged upbringing means she exists in a different world to that of TC.
Jozef is unable to forget the farm he left behind in Poland, the woods and fields he grew up with still a part of him.
When he meets TC in the park one night he finds a kindred spirit, both lonely, both looking for something, both lost.