Broken Heart

A broken heart is something that we have all heard of and maybe even seen; but to actually experience one is a different subject. When I was reading Miss Jane Pittman, I was crushing along when I got to a few chapters where Tee Bob experiences "puppy love" with the African American school teacher, Mary Agnes. Well, that little crush of Tee Bob's turns into a lot more. He start to look at the young teacher with eyes of love, the only thing stopping him was the color of her skin. You see Tee Bob was the recipient of the plantation and Mary was part African American, making her "out of Tee Bob's league." To prevent anymore damage than what already was done, Mary decides to leave; trying to salvage what she could. Before Mary could leave the her front steps, Tee Bob makes his last and final attempt to "sweep" Mary off of her feet. Sadly and even heart breaking, Mary reminds him of what they have and what they would have would be equivalent to nothing. In the end, out of haste and pure sadness Tee Bob takes his life, claiming that he now has nothing to live for. All through these chapters my heart couldn't help, but to ache along with Tee Bob's. How treacherously would it be to have your heart stomped on? Yet, how would it feel to be responsible for another's death, like Mary? I don't know if I could live with that, could you? Have you had any experiences in this area? Post and it will be greatly appreciated.