Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Chapter Thirty-Six

Tris is closely pursued by Dauntless soldiers, but only one makes it close enough to harm her: Will. She shoots without thinking, out of means of survival. The bullet lands right between his eyes and it destroys her just as much as it kills him. Her response to Al and Will's deaths are completely different, even though she feels at fault for them both. Will's death isn't chosen by himself, his is unfair. She decided that her life was worth more than his and this selfishness will come to eat her alive.

"He smiles in my memory. A curled lip.Straight teeth. Light in his eyes. Laughing, teasing, more alive in my memory than I am in reality. It was him or me. I chose me. But I feel dead too."

This pretty much what I just said, but Roth uses fragments to show a distraught state of mind again; artfully done, and I really like it.

She makes it to the safe house and Caleb pulls her in. Her father removes the bullet and sews up the wound-surprisingly intelligent of him, wink--and they are reunited. She grins and bears the pain saying that, "Of all the pain I have suffered today--the pain of getting shot and almost drowning, and taking the bullet out again, the pain of finding and losing my mother and Tobias, this is the easiest to bear."

This is a lovely sentence, great parallelism--well written, but the mention of Tobias cheapens it beyond  belief for me. She has known him for a month and she put him on the same level as the mother that died for her? Oh no, no, no. There's such a bitter taste to that. Realistically speaking their chemicals were not anywhere near mixed frequently enough for it to be love. It a crush. It is infatuation. It may be love later on, but at this juncture it is not; it is hormones. And her words just... ruin the beautiful parental sacrifice. 

The survivors devise a plan, half to flee to Amity half to shut down the simulation. Tris apparently has nothing else to lose, so she leads the ground without fear.

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