The Story of an Hour

I thought this story was very interesting because at first I wasn't sure the beginning meant when the story started out as Mrs. Mallard had a heart trouble. Clearly in the end, she died of heart disease-of joy that kills. The end of this story is sad to me because she didn't know if she loved him or not. In the end, it killed her whether it was love or not. Mrs. Mallard was a small women with slender arms. A passage in the story that really caught my eye was "Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering. She was so happy she was free but yet weeping for his death. Another one that caught my eye was "And yet she had loved him-sometimes. Often she had not." I knew that her husband must have done something very wrong to her. Not only once, but for several years. In the end, I counldn't believe that Brently was still living, and yet it was to late for him to even realize anything. This story, I felt, was sad. Mrs. Mallard died of saddness and joy. To me, the story meant how sad she was that he died and what a joy it was to her that she won't ever get hurt again.