*Author's Note- This is a response to the short story A Secret for Two, and also a practice essay for the District Assessment. I ended up redoing this many times before I went and showed it to Mr. Johnson, because I wasn't sure about how I felt about my essay, or if it seemed right to me. Please comment!
What is the first thing that pops into your mind when you hear the word love? Most people tend to think about romance- husband and wife, boyfriend and girlfriend, secret admirer, that sort of thing. But love is not all overwhelming attraction towards someone. The actual definition is 'a strong and positive emotion of regard and affection'. That means that love could be for an animal, a brother or sister, a friend, an object, a profession or job, an activity…the possibilities are endless. Just like I love my family, Pierre Duplin loved his horse, Joseph. He loved that horse so much that it led him to his death. Love can be all-consuming.
Pierre and Joseph had a bond that was special. Not only did they work together every morning and strengthen their friendship during long rides throughout the neighborhood delivering milk, but they also shared a secret. And on that fateful day when Joseph, the horse, passed on, that secret revealed itself in tragic death. Pierre was blind. He had been for five years. As he walked home from the stables that day, a truck barreled down the road. Pierre, however, just kept walking. Some may think that it was because he was blind, and he just couldn't see the truck. I disagree. This short story states that he had been blind for five years. If he had not had any sight for five years, he would've grown accustomed to hearing sounds and smelling, tasting and touching, depending on his other senses, to detect that truck. He knew it was coming. He probably knew he was going to get hit. I have two theories as to why he stayed on the road.
Theory number one says that even though he knew somewhere in his mind that the truck was coming, some part of his mind was warning him, that part just wasn't anywhere near a big enough focus. He was thinking about the tragic and unsuspected death of his best friend. He was probably wondering how he would move on from this loss, and grieving for his faithful companion for all he was worth. He didn't have time to pay attention to that little part of his mind telling him, "GET OFF THE STREET! A SEMI IS HEADED YOUR WAY!" Maybe he didn't even notice it.
My other theory is that he just didn't care. He didn't give a darn. This is very different from suicide, of course. He wasn't planning to die- he had barely gotten past his mourning enough to focus on what he should do about himself. He merely thought, 'If my best friend in the entire world has just died, and there is no one else for me, then who cares what happens to me? Who would care if I went home and just sobbed for eternity? Who would care if I died right now?' He certainly didn't care either way. He was just going through the motions. If a truck was coming at him, then maybe that's the way the good Lord planned it. Maybe He planned it so that when one of them leaves the world, the other will follow. This quote from the text supports this theory.
'“We are two old men,” he said to Jacques. “Let us wear out together. When Joseph is ready to retire – then I, too, will quit.”'
So, yes, he most likely did feel the vibrations in the cobblestone road, he did hear the rumbles and roars of the huge truck, but he either didn't notice or didn't care. Simple as that. He was too upset for Joseph, his horse, his friend, the one he loved. He was consumed in his own love for Joseph.