This was a beautiful presentation of the older, tempered, yet still wildly hopeful and chronically disappointed Jack.... I can so easily see him engaged in these almost-satisfying yet ultimately one-sided flirtations with his own hopes and dreams in their later years. The cabin trip is such a beautiful, sad and touching illustration of Jack's state of mind - does it represent real hope on Jack's part, or mere longing for the transient joy of make-believe, or a bitter, self-flagellating protest against Ennis' cruel treatment? Or a combination of all of these things? Regardless, the little story is crowned by the perfect and appropriate detail that Jack actually took out a deed despite himself, hoping against hope that this for whatever reason might finally be the one time where it turns out differently, when Ennis will finally relent and give Jack that life he's been asking for
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No funcionó, no funcionó, no funcionó.... This did not work ... again these words of Jack Hammer brain. Again the answer is NO Poor Jack ... too many NO Poor Ennis ... so tender and so hard at once. Thank you for writing this. Carmen PS: Maybe Jack ... continue, continue trying. It is what it is.
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That was heartbreaking - and the last line... shit! Jack's pain just slays me. Oh, Ennis... *sobs*
That was really well done. More?
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This did not work ... again these words of Jack Hammer brain.
Again the answer is NO
Poor Jack ... too many NO
Poor Ennis ... so tender and so hard at once.
Thank you for writing this.
Carmen
PS: Maybe Jack ... continue, continue trying.
It is what it is.
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