Upon his return to Belfast in 1988, Réamainn Prút felt like a stranger in his hometown. As he walked around, he noticed large advertisements promoting a service that allowed people to share information about terrorists with the police and thus lift the weight of guilt from their conscience. However, memories of his youth flooded his mind and he recalled the old rhyme about forgiveness and reconciliation that roadside preachers used to recite: “Come listen to my tale of Jonah and the whale; way down in the middle of the ocean!”
He also recalled the night back in December 1942 when he jumped out of a German plane and made his way to his parents’ home in County Down under the cover of darkness. They asked him what he was doing in Germany and what he planned to do now that the authorities were searching for him. Jumping from that plane in 1942 marked the beginning of a tumultuous journey for Réamainn Prút, as he navigated a rocky road that tested his memory, loyalty, and sense of right and wrong. His journey took him across Ireland and Europe, culminating in a violent climax in 1988.