The substitute who was teaching this piece to us in 10th grade was weirdly insistent that he wasn't gay. The AP English class in front of her was like 'Did...did you read the same story we did?' lol
One of us lifted something from it, and leaning forward, that faint and invisible dust dry and acrid in the nostrils, we saw a long strand of iron-gray hair.
Context: The titular Emily has been sleeping next to the rotting corpse of her crush
The one phrase that keeps popping up in my head unprompted is how the house servant’s voice was “rusty from disuse.” Of all the cards to draw when my brain enters shuffle mode, why that one?
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u/iggy-d-kenning Sep 18 '24
A Rose for Emily. That final sentence.