[I spoil the main points of this story.]
So... I do this thing once a year where I get together with my friends right around Halloween. Each of us write appropriately themed stories and read them to each other. "The Story of an Hour" would have fit right into these tales.
The story is about a woman who has some heart trouble. Her friends and family discover that a train which her husband was on has crashed, and his name was mentioned in the list of "killed." They very carefully break the bad news to her, and she is overwrought with sadness.
But as the hour goes forth, she begins to think of her life before he has died and what it will be like without him. She begins to obsess over freedom and living for herself. It isn't that she didn't love her husband, but, in a short time, she embraces her new life and even loves it. This is actually pretty incredible, because I actually first thought she was going to commit suicide or something, but no. She absolutely embraces her destiny as a single woman.
After leaving her room a fully free woman, everyone is shocked to see her husband coming through the front door. He had never been on the train, and he did not even know that it had crashed. Here the woman screams and immediately dies of a heart attack. The doctors say it was heart disease, but the author slips in something additional. She died "of joy that kills."
Not bad. It's one of those Halloween type stories that end in a sort of punchline. I would have enjoyed hearing this one at our little gettogether, and I do, of course, recommend it.
This blog was written on July 9, 2026.
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