What a fabulous story! I don’t care that it may be a bit contrived, a bit heavy-handed, the symbol of the woman in the wallpaper too obvious for our modern times. It’s just so perfect, right down to the final image of the woman (no name?) crawling over her painted control-freak husband (John–common name) again and again and again. The language is perfect. The words all right and wonderfully suggestive and full of wit. And…in its time a broad social critique.