A Short Story Of The Rush Hour: A Narrative Fiction

In 2011, I received a ticket from Jupiter police for reckless driving at 6:36 pm it was my first tickets ever since I’ve receive my driver’s license in 2005. I was dropping my co-worker home from work, and as I was turning into the development, a car hit me from behind. The lady immediately got out of her car screaming saying I backed my car into hers and I told her that I did not, that she hit me, she wanted to argue but I got into my car and called the police. Now, by the time the officer arrived she was laying on the floor crying and screaming with her son. So I got out the car and asked her if she was ok. Long story short I received the ticket despite my vehicle being damaged. Now because I felt that I was innocent I decided to not pay

“Is there anything you would like to drink?” Nyla asked. “Coffee please,” Leo said first. “Me too,” Isaac said. “Do you have any tea?” Ashlyn asked. “I would just like water please.” Hazel stated.

dear,” Baroness replied, “you know that I like to have my coffee before attending to business matters. And, while this is not exactly business, it could be beneficial to you.”

I stood there, shocked. “No,no,” I said. “It’s up to you how much you want to tip.”

“You pushed her, kicked her, and tore her hair because it was nicer than yours. You were an absolute terror to her and oddly only I ever seemed to notice…”

In “The Story of an Hour” we are taken through a journey. The journey is the thoughts and emotions going through Mrs. Mallards (Louise) mind. The journey only takes an hour, so everything moves at a fast pace. Louise seemed to process the news of her husband’s death without an initial element of disbelief and shock. She goes right into the reaction of grieving for her husband. She quickly begins to feel other emotions. At first she does not understand them. The journey is a way that Louise comes to her final thoughts of freedom. She looks into the future and looks forward to living a long life on her own terms.

There is immense power in well-written satire: it can make its audience laugh with witticisms rooted in truths, even make them think differently about any subject, mundane or critical. Bad satire, however, emphasizes all the wrong parts: it gets its facts wrong, goes off track, and closes its audience’s minds to any new way of thinking it might present. Li Chongyue and Wang Lihua’s article would be bad satire, a bad argument. Chongyue and Lihua’s “A Caricature of an Ungrateful and Unfaithful Wife” distorts Kate Chopin’s “The Story of an Hour” through imaginative exaggeration of character interaction, emotional ignorance, and its simplification of the characters and the text.

For this story, I will use Mrs. Mallard as the example, and will discuss her challenges and struggles. According to the text, she was “afflicted with a heart trouble," so based on that alone we know that she struggled with delicate health issues. The narrator further described her as, “young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength.” The ‘lines’ or wrinkles of repression that he speaks of is most likely caused by the stress of suppressing feelings or emotions in her life. Although she described her husband in a positive light, I do not believe she was happy and/or in love with him. My assumption is based on the fact that she demonstrated an incredible sense of relief when she thought he had passed on.

In "The Story of an Hour," Kate Chopin suggests that in certain scenarios, the death of a loved one may be a blessing in disguise. Possible situations may include an abusive relationship, or an unhappy marriage, as the story suggests. Although the circumstances throughout the story might lead the reader to believe that Louise's husband's death would cause her great pain, ironically, when she hears the news, she feels a sense of euphoria. This suggests that death may not always cause agony.

"So, whaddyallhave?" she asks, waiting for us to decipher her strange and jumbled dialect. More often than not, the only reason we come here is to order what Waffle House is most famous for, and that (as if you needed to be told) is coffee. Waffle House coffee is a mystical brew with high caffeine content and an identifiable taste. No other restaurant's coffee is as desirable, because only Waffle House's has that "real man," industrial strength flavor. Grumpily, the waitress stomps away, aware that her tip will be far less than generous.

"It's splendid Dianne, I think we'll take it. And thank you again for setting this up, we'll have the first payment tomorrow at dawn."

First, there is Mr. Peters’ interpretation of his wife’s preference of having a female accomplice when she is to gather things for Mrs. Wright; the reader is given insight to this when Mr. Peters asks Mrs. Hale to come along with them because “…he guessed [Mrs. Peters] was getting scared…” (Glaspell). This symbol represents the fragility men in the nineteenth century associated with their wives, daughters, and women in general because of their rank in the social system. Second, is the way in which the men speak to or down to the women in general, almost as if they were children. For example, on multiple occasions Mr. Hale makes a mockery of the women by belittling them without the slightest intent to take them seriously. The first occasion is in response to the attorney’s remark over Mrs. Wright having more significant things to worry about other than her fruit jars: “’Oh well…women are used to worrying over trifles’” (Glaspell). With this remark, Mr. Peters is ultimately invalidating the logical worries Mrs. Wright had over her fruit jars. The second occasion he does this is after the county attorney asks the women to keep an eye out for clues, to which he responds, “’But would the women know a clue if they did come upon it?’” (Glaspell). By doing this once more, Mr. Peters brings attention to himself through his underestimation of the women’s capabilities, thus rendering himself of the superior sex. The final noteworthy occasion where the

Years later, Dexter falls into the lustful vision of the very beautiful Ms. Jones. Ms. Jones is more that willing to use her outer beauty to gain countless new lovers. She does begin a relationship with Dexter when he is in his twenties. Judy Jones is even boasted about by three other men that Dexter plays golf with one day. These are, again, some of the elite men in society. They almost salivate as they discuss Judy Jones. "Good-looking!" cried Mr.

“Large café latte?” the barista at Lake Avalon Coffee shop called out in a cheerful voice.