"But Phoenix only waited and stared straight ahead, her face very solemn and withdrawn into rigidity" (229). This story, A Worn Path, is so sad. This woman does what she's always done, not thinking about it, and never questioning it. But only then realizes that this is all she does now, and really for no reason at all. There were a few parts that I had questions about, however. Why does she steal money from people? Does she feel bad about it? What time era is it? In the woods, it seem civil-war, but in the town seems modern day.