I am writing a response to John Wallace's building description scene. To me the piece was filled with nostalgia; my parents despised (with good reason) my first boyfriend. I had a "flashback" to my tumultuous two-year relationship, which brought back several feelings: anger, resentment, and for just a moment, happiness (not all of our relationship was negative).
The story was amusing; I found myself laughing several times. "I reasoned that tractors are heavy duty, so they would probably have heavy duty things that need wrenching." The preceding sentence was so genuinely honest and amusing. It was my favorite.
But the scene also evoked a feeling of sympathy. I can't say for certain the the piece is about the author (John), but I have a strong assumption that it probably is. Even though the scene was funny, I pitied John. I know that I struggle when people don't like me, so when I read the sentence "Every other conversation had been bland, and she told me this was because they didn't really like me," I had a "girl moment." I went, "Oh no," and clutched my chest with my hands. Relationships are hard enough, especially when your partner's family is exactly welcoming.
Good luck with the in-laws, John!
- Abigail (Abbey) Lawrence J
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