The Love She Couldn't See

This is a short story I wrote a year ago, I believe. I have made revisions on it tonight, considering I have learned a lot about writing since then. There are a couple things I wanted to clarify in this description for people in case there becomes confusion in the story, and it leads them to become distasteful.

The title itself is an irony in two, different ways that you will see in the story. I just wanted you to know that I do know what I wrote in my story, and I do know that she does actually see him.

When I refer to her life in her new house and in the field as a "short life", even though I said she lived in New York before she moved to Georgia, I am referring to the life span of people in this time period. It was a miracle for any human being to be as old as she is at the end. 35 years old was considered elderly, as we see 80-100 elderly today. This is because the lack of medical attention and knowledge back then. This will also explain why she is in her home as opposed to a hospital. So, she really did spend her "life" at that home, minus a few years in New York.

I hope, once you read this story, this clears things up and it allows you to appreciate the story for what I tried to make it. Thank you for reading my story, and I hope you become a fan of mine!