Had the momentum of the first two sections of Donna Tartt’s Pulitzer Prize winning novel maintained its thrilling and quickness, my need to put it down and work on other tasks would not have been as frequent. Luckily for me, in chapter ten, the momentum seemed to spark back up and I hungrily floated on the words of The Goldfinch to complete it, albeit a week late. We follow Theo Decker, who is also our narrator, throughout his life. It’s not a smooth journey to say the least, and we are almost immediately met with unimaginable tragedy, or, he is. To say I could empathize with our narrator during this tragedy would be…