Isolated in France, the reader finds Miss Brill (the English teacher) in a park on a lovely Sunday afternoon. She's pulled all the stops out for this Sunday, allowing her furry friend to accompany her. As she sat and observed her surroundings (as Facebook wasn't invented yet) the reader can see that she very much alone. The overall theme of this story seems to be lonely-ness as Miss Brill is scoffed at by the young lovers. For pete's sake the women doesn't talk to anyone but her fur, which was the very thing that the young girl made fun of her for.
Oh Miss Brill, you deserve to be that actress, as the author makes me feel bad for you. How can you live your life Sunday to Sunday without any company? What's really sad is that you don't see this lonely-ness, but rather you pack your mink in a box and weep to yourself. Please hook up with Eveline (seen in another short story) and LIVE HAPPIER LIVES.
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