Winter is the season of alcoholism and despair–The Virgin Suicides, Jeffrey Eugenides
After Cecilia’s first attempt to kill herself, the reader gets hooked with the investigation the narrator started. There was the yearning to know more about the Lisbon sisters. And this desire intensifies after Cecilia finally succeeds in taking her life, which, was narrated beautifully. [I know it sounds evil to use beautiful and taking life in one sentence, but *lip quivers*]
The wind sound huffed, once, and then the moist thud jotted us, the sound of the watermelon breaking open, and for that moment everyone remain still and composed, as though listening to an orchestra, heads tilted to allow the ears to work and no belief coming in yet. Then Mrs. Lisbon, as though alone, said, “Oh, my God.”
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