Elsewhere, my second novel, was published in 1985 by Ballantine Books.
From the opening page:
Our baby has been taken—not actually my baby, but her baby, and his. He fathered her, I gave her and her mother a home. We have an idea where she is, we know who took her, when and why, but we don’t think we will get her back. He didn’t know what he was leaving us with when he died.
His sister is at the heart of it, but she didn’t dare take the baby herself. Now she’s trying to make some money off a book she has called The Letters Of My Dead Brother. It didn’t take much for her to put it together, just her own memories, which someone else must have written down for her because her own writing is terrible, and then all his letters, his words. If I had lived elsewhere I would have letters too, but I lived here, near him, and so did Nell, my wife…
The paperback is still available at Random House via this page: Elsewhere.