The Story Of An Hour

My sister told me about a short story that she read years ago. It is titled "The Story Of An Hour". It is about a woman that is told that her husband has died in a train wreck. Everyone is afraid of what her reaction will be and hover around her. She retreats to her room, as the others wait downstairs for her, worrying that she will fall apart. While she is in her room, she looks out of her window and sees trees and birds and flowers and sunshine. She gets a wonderful feeling in her heart and realizes that she is finally free. No one to oppress her. She dances around the room pondering all of the wonderful things she can now do, without anyone holding her down. Her family comes up to check on her but she sends them away. She is not done dreaming of her bright future. After an hour, they beg her to come down. She leaves her room and sees that her husband is standing there. He had not been killed in the train wreck. He missed the usual train home. He was alive. She has a heart attack and falls to the floor. She has died of a broken heart.