Fresh retelling of one of my all time favourite stories.
I remember doing this short story as a Lit exercise in JC, but it really stuck with me till this day, very powerful writing. This kind of passage opens more questions without easy answers, and maybe this is a nice change of pace in my reflections. Have a read.
Frances finished her drink and swallowed two or three times extra. “You say you love me?”
“I love you, but I also want them. Okay.”
“I’m pretty, too,” Frances said. “As pretty as any of them.”
“You’re beautiful,” Michael said, meaning it.
“I’m good for you,” Frances said, pleading. “I’ve made a good wife, a good housekeeper, a good friend. I’d do any damn thing for you.”
“I know,” Michael said. He put his hand out and grasped hers.
“You’d like to be free to . . .” Frances said.
“Tell the truth.” She took her hand away from under his.
Michael flicked the edge of his glass with his finger. “Okay,” he said gently. “Sometimes I feel I would like to be free.”
This one is for the Naruto junkies out there, this totally blew my mind.
Explains why I find the show so captivating, it literally encapsulates the culture of Japan in all its nuances and dramatises it for the common man. Brilliant.