Life is interesting. Catherine’s
philosophy is gained after years of wishing for something different, of
bemoaning her lack of money, of her work load and the difficulties of her
marriage. She has considered either murder, or divorce and for a few dark moments
suicide but she’s in new territory now. Her end is near but she could still
have an interesting life. It includes
the widowhood factor. Loveless or not, she had been a wife. Now she is
not.
“This is an interesting
thing,” she says out loud but the words fall on an enormous emptiness that
echoes alone, alone, alone.
