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Illustrations \u00a9 Jenny Kroik<\/p><\/div>\n

When I was a girl, I had a friend.<\/p>\n

Some years I used honorifics and some years she was my only friend and there was no need. There was a high school classmate of ours who, for a while, thought we were the same person, and there was another who thought we were lovers. I\u2019ve told the story of the end of that friendship so many times that it has almost lost meaning. At first, telling the story stretched out all the space between us that hadn\u2019t been there before. Then, it just began to collapse it.<\/p>\n

One time, our senior year, I told the story to another girl in the winter darkness of my suburban street. Her car was sporty. The parking brake was a pedal by her feet. When I told the story she lifted one long leg and smashed that parking break to the floor.<\/p>\n

The parking brake and the totality of being a teenager made me think it was a good story\u2014a high school band put it in a song. From time to time, in the fifteen or so years since, I\u2019ve taken that story out again and held it up to the light. Frances Ha<\/em> appeared on the scene, Elena Ferrante\u2019s Neapolitan Quartet<\/em>, Lady Bird<\/em>, Conversations with Friends<\/em>, all stories about female friendship and its fucking sharp points. I recognized elements of myself in each of them, and it quieted all that teenage rage. I was not the only girl to have her heart broken by her best friend. But I hadn\u2019t yet read Sula<\/em>.<\/p>\n

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Toni Morrison is a writer who doesn\u2019t write to teach a lesson, as she has said, but Sula <\/em>taught me one anyway. Sula<\/em> seems to be about dependence: womanhood\u2019s dependence on motherhood, a mother\u2019s dependence on her children, a woman on her lover\u2019s attention. But it also about the way a friendship\u2014a very close one\u2014is a relationship built out of desire, independent from all rules.<\/p>\n

The novel blooms and blooms: the grandmothers behind the two mothers behind their daughters. It\u2019s the story of life in one black neighborhood, the Bottom, in rural Ohio from 1895 to 1965. In 1922, Sula and Nel find each other: \u201cTheir meeting was fortunate, for it let them use each other to grow on.\u201d One day, a game they are playing leaves a boy drowned in the river. The secret, held in the sanctity of friendship, becomes part of their inseparable bond. When the girls grow up, Nel marries and Sula leaves town for college and whatever else she can find. \u201cHad she paints or clay, or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings; had she anything to engage her tremendously curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and reoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. Like any artist without no art form, she became dangerous.\u201d Nel, meanwhile, settles into the expectation of the town. Unfulfilled and fabulous, Sula returns. She arrives arranged in a sophisticated traveling costume the likes of which the town has never seen. She retires, eventually, to a plain yellow dress but the point is made. Sula has journeyed beyond the Bottom and this new version of her has no use for the town\u2019s careful social codes. The rumors swirl, about how she is never ill, about how she comes to church without underwear.<\/p>\n

She returns for Nel, but the arithmetic of best-friendship comes out wrong. \u201cShe had clung to Nel as both the self and the other only to discover that she and Nel were not one and the same thing.\u201d \u00a0Sula learns her terrible lesson two ways: first, she sleeps with Nel\u2019s husband, thinking their friendship is stronger than her curiosity. It isn\u2019t. Then, alone for perhaps the first time, she develops an attachment to a man who wants none. This final break doesn\u2019t kill her, but something does. She is dead\u2014less than four pages later.<\/p>\n

Perhaps she was dead to Nel and could therefore live no longer. Perhaps there is a tiny sliver of bitter revenge in Sula\u2019s death. Or perhaps she has to die for Nel to realize the truth about friendship. To learn the lesson that the impossible female friend will always be held in the impossible balance. Only on her deathbed can Sula speak with full honesty: \u201cIf we were such good friends, how come you couldn\u2019t get over it?\u201d It takes Nel twenty-five years, but she finally hears Sula\u2014hears her loud and clear and wonders, really wonders, what the answer is.<\/p>\n

If friendship is all we say it is, if friendship in girlhood is the mingling of two souls, companionship that no adult, no lover, can ever match, then how can any transgression be unforgivable? Why isn\u2019t the friendship sovereign over all possible faults? All these years later, I\u2019m still wondering, \u201cHow come I couldn\u2019t get over it?\u201d<\/p>\n

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The purple dress:<\/strong><\/p>\n

On a particularly fateful day in her twelfth year, Sula wears a purple and white dress with a belt. Later in the book, the grammar of memory gets confused, the words mingle and redistribute, and it is as if Nel were the one wearing the dress, \u201cStanding on the riverbank in a purple-and-white dress, Sula swinging Chicken Little around.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The return:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sula\u2019s return to the Bottom after her time away is one of literature\u2019s most stylish entrances. \u201cShe was dressed in a manner that was as close to a movie star as anyone would ever see. A black crepe dress splashed with pink and yellow zinnias, foxtails, a black felt that with the veil of net lowered over one eye.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The red leather case:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Morrison carefully catalogues each item Sula has with her when she arrives back in town, including \u201ca red leather traveling case, so small, so charming\u2014no one has seen anything like it ever before, including the mayor\u2019s wife and the music teacher, both of whom had been to Rome.\u201d<\/p>\n

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The yellow dress:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Within just a few days of returning, Sula has settled into \u201cwearing a plain yellow dress the same way her mother, Hannah, had worn those too-big house dresses\u2014with a distance, an absence of a relationship to clothes which emphasized everything the fabric covered.\u201d There is an easy dichotomy to draw between women who want attire to complement their figures and women who want their figures to defy their clothing. When rumors begin to circulate that Sula wears no underwear to church, it is inevitable. No apparel can contain her body.<\/p>\n

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The foxtails:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Just as my friend and I were beginning to drift apart, I arrived late at a party where she had been for some time. Knowing the host well, I let myself in and went to hang my coat. There were a variety of other coats already, many I knew well, the gathering was small, the guests were intimates. And yet there on the pegs was a coat I didn\u2019t recognize. It was casually lavish, I remember it being furred, though maybe it wasn\u2019t. I remember it being dark. It had to be my friend\u2019s coat, and yet it was a piece of her I didn\u2019t know.<\/p>\n

Click here to download your very own printable Sula paper doll<\/em><\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n

Find our other paper dolls here\u00a0<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n

Julia Berick is a writer who lives in New York. She works at\u00a0<\/i>The Paris Review.<\/p>\n

Jenny Kroik is an illustrator and painter. She has created covers for\u00a0<\/em>The New Yorker, and made illustrations for\u00a0<\/em>The Washington Post,<\/em>\u00a0t<\/em>he<\/em>\u00a0Los Angeles Times, Penguin Random House, and more.<\/em><\/p>\n

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