I've wanted to read this book so long and when I picked it up - whether it be because of school, the detached narrating style, or the depth of the topI've wanted to read this book so long and when I picked it up - whether it be because of school, the detached narrating style, or the depth of the topic at hand - it took me a while to get through the first half. That being said, I pushed through since I'd been trying to read it for so long. Reading the second half was more emotional than the first half. The narrators - a group of unidentified teenage boys who lived in the same neighborhood as the Lisbon girls and all wanted to get into at least one of their pants - were pretty much emotionally detached from the sisters which left the suicides more dramatic in my mind. Similarly to Vonnegut, Eugenides made a disturbing topic seem absolutely heartbreaking by talking about it as if it was an everyday occurrence. Even though it was hard to read at the beginning this may be one of my favorite modern classics....more