An Unexpected Death (Cathedral)

A Small, Good Thing

I could never imagine having an accident on my birthday, or someone very close to me having an accident on there birthday. I really like this story. I like how it made me feel a mix of emotions, and how it really kept me focused and reading without stopping.
Howard and Ann spend the whole day worried about Scotty. Being in a coma must be so hard to see. When will he wake up? That’s the only thing a person could think. Or just the fact that no one wants to leave because the person might wake up any moment, but sometimes they never even do wake up. I didn’t expect Scotty to die. I believed the doctors just as Howard and Ann did. The Doctor sad that nothing was going to happen that he was okay, but he was not. It was so unexpected.
“Our Franklin, he’s on the operating table. Somebody cut him. Tried to kill him” (p.74). At that moment that I read this quote, Scotty was ok. Scotty was just asleep. All I could think was that there is always someone worse or in more trouble than you are. A hit and run is pretty bad. But being stabbed is even worse. Franklin dies first. It’s always the other person who suffers more. People all around have troubles and problems.
The baker has nothing to do with the problem of the boy’s death. He is just doing his job. He baked a cake that was not paid for. But he does feel for Howard and Ann. Who wouldn’t? You try to get your job done, you try to make things right, and in the end you end up making a mistake. He really aggravated this couple at the beginning, but how was he suppose to know? At the end I think the baker gives Howard and Ann the comfort that they needed. Just an ordinary baker with nothing to do in there problem, helps them. There is always someone there that can help and comfort you. That person doesn’t even have to be close to you, but there is always someone willing to help.