Mr. Pneumoni A Short Story

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Pages: 3

Johnsy’s emerald eyes glazed over and stared through the fogged window. Life had come to a complete halt. It seemed that everything should have stopped, but the busy street below them went on. After the sheer shock, there came months of mourning. Mr. Behrman had no family, nor loved ones, but solely Sue and Johnsy. The following day in the local newspaper, Mr. Behrman’s name was printed in the obituary section along with the reappearing Mr. Pneumonia. The funeral took place two days later, with only Sue, Johnsy, and a solitary ivy branch on the casket to witness the event. Then came a week of sullen snow, purple fingers, and fierce fire places. Johnsy recovered soon after, but Mr. Behrman’s sacrifice had a lasting affect on Sue. Every time she walked down the steps she heard Mr. Behrman’s blank canvas call out to her—begging to become a masterpiece. Sue ignored its call. …show more content…
In December Johnsy and Sue hauled the blank white canvas into their workroom and prepared to paint. They mixed shades of grey resembling his beard and a silvered blue for his eyes. Finally the first blot of color stood on the canvas, and the canvas’s loud begging call that lasted twenty-five years faded into a whisper until it called no more. Blots turned to lines, lines turned to shapes, and shaped formed into a masterpiece.

The following November, the month of Mr. Behrman’s death, the solemn girls wrapped his portrait up in butcher paper. They carried it down the lonely steps to their employer’s office from the local new paper and magazine. Along with the painting they asked them to publish Mr. Behrman’s story and tell of his sacrifice.

At their request the editor scoffed and said, “I wouldn’t give a jitney to hear the story of this poor, old, unfortunate Mr. Behrman—there are hundreds of men like