Reflection: How I feel while reading a section of the book

The beginning of chapter four, when Vernon is back home and the livingroom is filled with the friends of his mum, hungry for sensation as always, is a very sad one I think. At the same time it’s ridiculous and ironic; Doris’s son just came out of the police department, at it is still possible that he helped killing some of his school-mates – and his mother doesn’t care about anything but her new refridgerator and those awful joy-cakes! I can’t understand why she lets her friends come in and offers them her joy-cakes while her son would need her. She doesn’t even seem to be interested in finding out whether he is guilty or not. She doesn’t want to know what happened that day in school from his point of view; she prefers to learn it from the media.
Reading these pages made me feel sad because I think in a difficult situation you should know that you can count on the support of your family. Vernon has lost his best (or only?) friend, Jesus, his mother seems to speak an absolutely different language and his father is dead. The only person he can rely on is he himself. And that’s tragic.
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