A review by sidharthvardhan
Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton

5.0

whosoever Ethan loves, turns into a punishment for him by falling sick on him. Having given away all his happiness and opportunities for sake of his family and seeing an even more dreadful future lay ahead of him, he is flirting with idea of running away from his duties and live, once, for his own sake.

Is it proper to waste away your life caring for a relation who is perpetualy sick? It might be romantic and a great gesture and all, but is it worth it to waste multiple lives instead of one.?

A good argument for changing that 'till death do us apart' oath into 'till death or a long sickness do us apart'. Beware you who enter there, Wharton isn't much into wearing boxing gloves.