So I had to spend most of the day trying to shake off the story of ‘Tess’ and her demise. I was succeeding by reminding myself that the author was sending a message, a good message through this story…
Looking for comfort I told my husband about the books end. I expressed how it had really upset me. He smiled wrapped me in his arms and said ‘Come here and let me comfort you over a person who didn’t even exist.’ Oh my temper flared and I wanted to slap him… but the flash of anger was cooled by his good natured laugh at my expense and I left the room instead.
I need a more cheerful classic novel now, to sooth my readers heart.
TTFN
ha ha ha ha… classic. I hear ya.
Too cute! Typical comment from a man!