Short story "Emily's rose"You were born in the honor of the Grierson Emily family in the town of Jefferson. 30 years old is not married, because everyone at home is her father away, her father died, leaving you only your property, your house, from the poor life scene.Your father died a year after the summer, people you or Jefferson and Homer Baron - a black American foreman in the city to see the North Town, Jefferson road. Some people see you happy, see the poor man, one day, they see you to buy medicine, who thought she should Dutch act, but after a period of time, they will see you to buy furniture wedding, they think you will get married and North america. But when the roads do Homer town Baron disappeared, people thought he was preparing for the wedding. The last time he was seen in the afternoon, servant to him, he walked from the kitchen door.All along, he sometimes people see Emily, saw her sitting in the window, only in the home of the old servant. In the surrounding people uncomfortable, because the smell out of your house of servants, they don't think he will clean house, or the old servant killed the mouse into the yard. The four men decided to sneak into. Neighbor let you sprinkle lime powder, reduce odor, when the lime saw Emily sitting in front of the silence of those people, like a statue, so they leave silently.Your hair is gray, and all the people are sympathetic to you. Occasionally they will see you in a corner of the first floor window, like a statue in the recesses of the door, you will shut down the silence.Sick, lost Emily house is full of dust and darkness, only next to the old black l m KH m on. He opened the door and let everyone in the visit away from behind, no one saw him dead. Emily, all the people in the town to attend your funeral, they put them in your flower. Men show respect, to witness the collapse of a statue, the woman is very curious, curious home. When you are in love with the beautiful tomb discovered a new man in the room above 40 years, no one knows, the dust in the room cover, covered in its death. This room decorated my bride, people now see Homer Baron he is just a rotting corpse wearing pajamas, will not from his bed. A dent in the pillow next to his first, you get up, see a hair silver metal.
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