The death of Coral’s son in the Vietnam battle has led to a sacred defect as she can’t take her son’s death. And is now noticing despair and separation from everybody. Moreover, Coral has misplaced her communal identity and turns to be difficult to find a contact with anyone, as she “can’t think of anything to say”. Her husband, Roy, is miffed by her curious attitude and this elements Coral to lower herself to the act of a native child “I’ll be good! I’ll improve!” When Coral does begin to speak, it is granted as very expressive and painful. Her tone is brimming with passion as she is frequently “wiping away tears”.