As war calls away our father figures, Mark and Sophie huddle together around the fireplace. Surrounded by the sense of hearth, home and heart, they were finally able to relax after a hard day toiling in the nearby fields.
Suddenly, an immolated idiom caught Sophie's eye and she started. Tears welling in her eyes, she turned to Mark, the hurt radiating through her body like the scarlet fever that killed Beth in that one book once.
"Did you burn my copy of Little Women?" she cried.
Come and listen to us discuss adaptations, the progression of feminism, Screaming at Shakespare and whether or not it's alright to condem a fictional six year old for their actions.
You would think that by now we'd know how to record with audio errors, but unfortunately were unable to this month. Apologies again for the problems with Mark's audio.