New ending for a rose of emily

New ending for ?A Rose of Emily?
Each day we saw the Negro become gray and withered, walking with a slight limp to his left side, going in and out with the market basket. He was a sad looking soul and it was not surprising when we saw less of him. Two years had passed and the Negro man would only make it to the market about once a week. We had passed by Mrs. Emily's house a few times and noticed a small garden in the backyard. It was believed that the old Negro had grown too weak to walk to town as much. Within another year, the Negro was not seen at all. Over the course of a month, town board meetings were held to see if anyone had seen or heard about Mrs. Emily. Some had said they still peaked in through her windows to see her frail silhouette rocking back and forth in her chair.
On the day we decided to seek the welfare of Mrs. Emily, there was somewhat of a heavy black cloud overhead. We stood there in front of her house seeing nothing through the windows due to the curtains being pulled. We knocked on the door for what seemed an eternity, without an answer from the Negro man. The door creaked and moaned as though cursing its hinges while our senses were instantly overwhelmed with the rancid smell of death and decay. There was no sign of life; no remnants of half eaten bread or dustless furnishings. The candles looked as if they had not been lit in months and through the back door we could see that the garden had not been cultivated. Upon entering the very back bedroom downstairs; there she lay, lifeless on the floor in the fatal position with what looked like a piece of paper in her hand. She had her cloak drawn over her head with no sight of her face in such dim lighting. The deputy first reached for the piece of paper and read aloud:
"I wish not to take blame for such events. I am but old and withered and can care for neither myself nor whom I love any longer. I regret I could not give to those I loved and cared for, though they needed only my time. I have dearly loved and lost at my own expense, including the Negro man who helped me plenty. I helped him rest knowing that mine and his death was near."
The paper had a few scribbles here and there; it was obvious the woman was dying as she wrote her last words. No one touched her corpse; we waited for the coroner to come and properly remove the body. When he arrived, Miss Emily's cloak was removed to reveal her face. Two days later, Homer Barron was buried in what he wore when he died; the cloak and skirt of Emily Grierson. Years later, during the expansion of Rose Cotton Gin, the remains of a female body were found where the garden once was cultivated.
In my alternate ending of "A Rose for Emily," I wanted to emphasize a little more on what may or may not have happened to Homer Barron. It was obvious that Emily's love for him was very strong throughout the story, but I wanted to draw attention to the mystery of Homer Barron's love and what ever happened to him. I did not want anyone to be able to foreshadow that the body would not be hers. Homer Barron was wearing Emily Grierson's clothes because of his inability to separate himself from her same to Emily Grierson's inability to separate her own self from Homer Barron in the original. The significance of the letter was to serve as a distraction to the townspeople so that they would refrain from removing the cloak and instead, reach for the letter. The letter also served to give the possible causes of death. In my alternate ending, Homer Barron took his own life, as well as the life of the Negro. They were both old and withered, so instead of suffering, Homer supplied himself and the Negro with Emily Grierson's arsenic. This is the reason for the statement in the letter, "I have dearly loved and lost at my own expense, including the Negro