Though many classics cause debate, I’ve found none so polarizing as Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights — which just happens to be our book of the month. It seems you can only find Heathcliff’s intense pursuit desperately romantic or unbelievably unnerving.
But, whichever side of the argument you may fall, I think we can all agree that some of the most singable songs tend to creep in that near-stalkerish territory. So, here’s to romanticizing the unrequited and unrelenting.
Chin up, Germies. The weekend’s close enough to spy on you from the bushes.