The Other Room

So, as an assignment in school, I'm writing a short story! I will post it here when I'm done. Basically, a man, James, from 1864, living in Cambridge, MA, comes home from a long day in the sweatshop to eat dinner with his wife and two children. One child, Henry, is turning 4. Henry has been asking for this certain toy for months and has been told over and over that their family cannot afford it. That night, at dinner, James gets up from the table and tells his family, "I am only going into the other room." When he comes back he carries the toy Henry wanted so badly. The story ends when, 2 years later, James's wife, Alice, is comforting their children because James died. She retell's that story because it is their happiest moment and decides to put that on his grave. What do you think?

This is inspired by the real grave in the above photo.