Great Book. Supposedly great movie? (I've yet to view it.)
Check it out.
It has this whole not real, eerie, attractive, addictive quality.
The basis is five sisters all commit suicide. (Don't worry i didn't ruin anything - Eugenides tells you that in the first few pages.) The narrator is never defined; it is a group of now gown-up teenage boys that were, simply enough, infatuated with these girls. The narration work is impressive along with the fact that Eugenides told the story backwards. Both difficult feats which he performs flawlessly. Read it. You won't be dissapointed.
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Summer.
Kat, Me, Katie.
Yes, my two best friends names are variations of my name.
Damn our parents.
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