A Rose for Emily by William Faulkner.
"We did not say she was crazy then" (Faulkner, 284).
This short story I particularly enjoyed. Specifically the point of view. The point of view caused me to remember Anthem by Ayn Rand and how a collective consciousness had a first person point of view. The second reason why I liked this story is because anytime old people go insane, it is a joy to observe. How Miss. Emily interacts with the townspeople is peculiar and rather frightening, or at least that is how I would imagine encountering her would feel. Miss Emily is particularly objected to change and progression. She refuses to pay taxes, get a mail box, update or renovate her house, or bury her father until three days after his death. Her lack of will to follow the rest of the town in the path of progression shows a specific trait to be recognized about Miss Emily, she is holding on to the past for some reason. In the end, we can find that her obsession with living in the past is not restricted to only her house or tax tradition.
After Miss Emily's funeral, townspeople were utterly fascinated with the idea of seeing the inside of her dusty old house. While exploring, they came upon a locked door. After breaking the door down, they found a skeleton that Miss Emily was quite literally keeping locked away for no one to see.
There was the severely decomposed corpse of who was suspected to be Homer Baron.
I learned two particularly important lessons from this story. First, NEVER give an old woman arsenic unless they have a REALLY good reason for it, even if she gives you the evil eye. Second, accept change with open arms, it is inevitable.
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