‘Took me about a year to figure out it was that I shouldn’t a let you out a my sights.Too later then by a long, long while’
Perhaps all love stories emanate from a pivotal moment of recognition. Yet the supreme pathos and fragility of Proulx’s profoundly moving tale seems dependent upon the inarticulacy and unknowingness of the protagonists. The tenderness of Ennis’s discovery of his own shirt enclosed within his murdered lover’s own bloody shirt in the latter’s closet. is heartbreaking.
‘Hidden here inside Jack’s own shirt, the pair like two skins, one inside the other, two in one.’
One of the most perfectly delivered bombshells in Contemporary Fiction.
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