“She has never been in the presence, before, of two people who are in love with each other. She feels like a stray child, ragged and cold, with her nose pressed to a lighted window. A toy-store window, a bakery window, with fancy cakes and decorated cookies. Poverty prevents her entrance. These things are for other people; nothing for her.” SadMetaphorIn LoveLeft OutMargaret AtwoodVoyeurThe Robber BrideExtended MetaphorOut In The Cold Book:The Robber Bride Source: The Robber Bride