Do you remember her? She asked me that when you first came to our house for dinner, she was sitting next to you. At that time, her hair was not red like this, but taupe.
I seriously recall a young girl with blue-green eyes and a crooked head, which is very charming. She is not beautiful, but she is fresh, frank and somewhat shy and pretty, which makes people feel interesting.
Of course, remember to get the name. My aunt’s name is Sophie.
She later married Bob McDonnell.
Nice guy, gray said
He is really one of the best handsome guys I have ever seen. I wonder which advantage he takes in Sophie. They also got married shortly after I got married. Sophie’s parents divorced long ago, and her mother remarried to an employee of Mobil Oil Company in China. Sophie lived with her father in Marvin. We often saw her before, but after she got married, she gradually alienated from us. Bob McDonnell is a lawyer, but he didn’t make much money and lived in a staircase apartment in the north. But that’s not the point. They don’t want to associate with people. I have never seen such a bond. The other couple gave birth to a baby two or three years after their marriage. When they went to the cinema, they were still like lovers in love. He put his arm around her waist and she rested her head on his shoulder. In Chicago, they became jokes for everyone after dinner.
Larry listened quietly to Isabel without comment and looked elusive.
And then I asked
One night, they went back to Chicago with their baby in a small convertible. They always took the baby with them. Sophie did everything personally because there was no helper at home. They also held the baby as a treasure in their hands. On that day, a group of drunks drove a big car at 10 miles an hour and collided head-on with them. Baby Bob died on the spot, but Sophie suffered a concussion and broke one or two ribs. Everyone kept it from her for a long time, but in the end, she had to tell her that the scene was really tragic. She cried and almost went crazy. The roof is falling down, and everyone has to watch her go back day and night. She almost jumped off the building. We did everything we could, but she seemed to hate our hospital and was sent to a nursing home for several months.
so pitiful
After she left the nursing home, she was drunk and slept with men casually. Her husband’s family couldn’t stand it. They were all good people who kept their own house. They hated such a dirty laundry. At first, we all tried to help her, but we couldn’t help her with dinner. Now she is probably drunk before she finished eating. Later, she was associated with a group of self-guards. We also had to let go. She was arrested for drunk driving. At that time, she met Latinos at the local hotel, and Latinos were wanted by the police.
But is she in? I asked
Bob came to insure the owner of the accident and Sophie got some compensation, but the money won’t last long. She was like a drunken sailor who went bankrupt in two years after spending a penny. Her grandmother wouldn’t let her go back to Marvin. Later, her husband said that she would live abroad and give her a fixed life if she didn’t come back. I think she is living on this money now.
It’s really a feng shui rotation. I said that the former defeated family was sent from Britain to the United States, and now it is sent from the United States to Europe.
I really feel sorry for Sophie, Gray said.
Really? Isabel said coldly, I don’t think so. Of course, she was hit hard. At that time, no one sympathized with her more than me. We were always close, but ordinary people always cheered up. She abandoned her because of her bad health. She was born ignorant of manners, and even exaggerated her love for Bob. She was strong enough to make a living.
That’s easy to say, aren’t you too cruel, Isabel? I’ll talk low.
No way. I think it’s common sense. You don’t need to be too pathetic, Sophie. God knows no one loves the two gray children more than me. If they are killed in a car accident, I will be so sad that I will go crazy, but sooner or later, I will cheer up Gray. Will you agree with me? Or do you want me to get drunk every night and have sex with Paris casually?
Gray gave a wonderful answer. I don’t remember him being so humorous.
I’d like to see you jump into the woodpile and cremate with me in Molinox 4 fashion, but since it’s not possible to be buried with me now, I guess the best alternative is to play bridge, but I hope you remember not to call the Lord on one card unless you make sure you can get three and a half piers or four piers.
The timing is not right, or I will tell Isabel that although she really loves her husband and children, this family relationship is not very deep, but she seems to see what I am thinking and asks you rudely, do you want to say anything?
I feel sorry for the child as much as Gray does.
She’s not a child anymore. She’s already thirty years old.
I think for her, the death of her husband and children means the end of the world. She is willing to indulge in alcoholism and revenge regardless of her own life. Life is cruel. She once had a beautiful life like heaven, and after it was shattered overnight, she couldn’t stand ordinary fun. The world was so desperate that she fell into hell. I can imagine that she felt that since she could no longer drink the nectar and dew of heaven, she wouldn’t let her town get sick.
You will write this nonsense in your novels, saying that you also know that Sophie has fallen because of her life. It’s not that she lost her husband and children alone. This is not that she went astray, and evil laws were born out of goodness, but that she came in the car accident. It tore her disguise and let her show her true colors. Don’t put sympathy waves on her. She is now returning to sex.
Larry was silent all the time. He seemed to be deep in thought. I’m afraid Isabel turned a deaf ear to our words. Later generations didn’t answer for the time being. Larry finally stopped talking, but his voice was strange and lacked that cadence. Instead, it was like words staring at the past years
I remember when she was fourteen years old, her long hair was combed back from her forehead, her head was tied in a black bow, her face was freckled and her expression was serious. She was modest and full of thoughts and read everything. We often discussed it together before.
When Isabel asked, frowning slightly
Oh, when your mother goes to social parties, I often go to her grandfather’s house and sit with her in their big elm tree and read to each other. She is very poetic and creative.
Girls of that age write like this, and they are not good at it.
Of course, it was a long time ago, and I don’t think I appreciate it yet.
You were sixteen at the most.
Of course, her poems imitate the style of Robert Frost 41, but I always think it is quite remarkable that she can write like this at a young age. She has a keen sense of hearing and a good sense of rhythm, and she can feel the smell of local accent, which is like the soft spring in the air, and the fragrance of dry land after rain.
I didn’t know she could write poetry, Isabel said
She always wrote in secret for fear that you would laugh. She was still shy at that time.
It’s not the same now.
After the war, I went to Chicago. She was almost an adult. She read a lot about the current situation of the working class and witnessed some situations in Chicago with her own eyes. She was fascinated by the poet Karl carl sandburg. 4. She tried her best to write poems describing the poor and poor life and the exploitation of the working class. I dare say that such poems were very common at that time, but she wrote sincerely, and there was no lack of pity. I think she volunteered to be a worker at that time and sacrificed her dedication to impress people. I think she has a bright future. She is neither silly nor moaning, but she gives people an impression of innocence, loveliness and noble soul.
I could see that Isabel was getting more and more impatient. Larry didn’t know that he had stabbed her with a dagger. Every word deepened the wound, but Isabel smiled when she spoke.
Why would she talk to you?
Larry looked at her with eyes full of letters.
I didn’t know all of you were rich. She was just a poor child and I didn’t belong in this circle. I went to Marvin because Uncle Nelson was a doctor there. She probably thought we were similar.
Larry doesn’t have half a relative, so we don’t have many cousins. Although we don’t have much contact with each other, it makes people feel like a member of the family. Larry’s father is an only mother, and his grandfather is a Quaker. He disappeared at a young age, and his grandfather has no brothers or sisters.
Did it ever occur to you that Sophie might have loved you? Isabel asked.