For their passion so drove them, that the ones that live for them, the ones that would die for them, were callously ignored and given up for as lambs are for the slaughter, without hesitation and without remorse. They are nothing more than an afterthought. As they toil ferociously, tirelessly and ardently, their love’s and lives depended on it. They, the forgotten, are but reflections of the day vows were spoken softly and with such vigor as could move mountains. They mean nothing now, as more pressing feelings and emotions are taking place. One, the need for wealth and riches overcomes her such that her very loins have reached the consistency of withered grapes on the vine, and the other, such deep regret, ruing the day she allowed his touch to consummate the arduous ordeal. Both Mme. Loisel and Mrs. Mallard had a secret passion, a deep desire, which although given unto them for a moment, was just as quickly shattered and whisked away, just as their marriages would never have allowed those passions to come to fruition anyhow.
Setting
Although both settings appear to have taken place in the 19th century, it is difficult to say exactly where the short story “Story of an Hour” actually takes place. Considering the location of Chopin’s home the story probably took place in New Orleans during her own time, the late 1800s, but it could have transpired anywhere in America. Mrs. Mallard went “away to her room alone” and faces an open window. There is a roomy armchair into which she sinks, exhausted (Clugston, 2010). I think this armchair means something to Mrs. Mallard. I think this is a place she comes to often, gazing out at the street below, watching the birds and listening to their songs. This is much different than in the story “The Necklace”. This story most undoubtedly takes place in 19th century France, probably in Paris as that is where I would