A postdoctoral writing fellow at the Oxford Research Centre, Alice Kelly, recently found an unpublished story by Edith Wharton. The story is set during WWI and is an unfinished piece that never saw publication. From Kelly's description and pictures, it seems Wharton wrote her stories much like I write mine--in bits and pieces that are cut and taped together into the right order.
I enjoyed the story, and wished there were more--especially about the narrator. My favorite line from the *narrator follows Rose saying, "...And is it my fault if his religion prevents our divorcing?”
*“It’s rather fine, isn’t it – since you say he’s as unhappy as you – that a religion he doesn’t practise still seems to him worth sacrificing his happiness to?”
Read it and let me know if you like it. The story is called "The Field of Honour" and is published in its entirety at the end of the linked article. Enjoy.
Here is the article in The Atlantic where I saw this information first.