Edna changed. She stopped receiving callers in Tuesdays, went and did what she wanted, and, later, removed herself from her family’s home and got her own place. “The pigeon-house pleased her. It at once assumed the intimate character of a home, while she herself invested it with a charm which it reflected like a warm glow. There was with her a feeling of having descended in the social scale, with a corresponding sense of having risen in the spiritual. Every step which she took toward relieving herself from obligations added to her strength and expansion as an individual. She began to look with her own eyes; to see and to apprehend the deeper undercurrents of life. No longer was she content to “feed upon opinion” when her own soul had invited her.” None of this allowed her to be happy though. She felt as though she would let her kids down if she left with Robert. Her love could never be and the only way to escape this sadness and emptiness was to kill her
Edna changed. She stopped receiving callers in Tuesdays, went and did what she wanted, and, later, removed herself from her family’s home and got her own place. “The pigeon-house pleased her. It at once assumed the intimate character of a home, while she herself invested it with a charm which it reflected like a warm glow. There was with her a feeling of having descended in the social scale, with a corresponding sense of having risen in the spiritual. Every step which she took toward relieving herself from obligations added to her strength and expansion as an individual. She began to look with her own eyes; to see and to apprehend the deeper undercurrents of life. No longer was she content to “feed upon opinion” when her own soul had invited her.” None of this allowed her to be happy though. She felt as though she would let her kids down if she left with Robert. Her love could never be and the only way to escape this sadness and emptiness was to kill her