What did Mrs. Dubose say before she died?

What finally happens to Mrs. Dubose?

She's arrested, prosecuted, convicted, sentenced.

There's a trial and three appeals. She is incarcerated for thirty years. Then what?

She was sent to prison and then to a nursing home. It doesn't say anything about what happened after thirty years in prison, whether she's allowed to come out, what kind of facility she goes to, and so on. How many years is that? We'll never know what really happened until she gets her own memoirs, right? (What would I think if I read a memoir or even a biography of Mrs. Dubose? I probably would think, "Oh, she's a real nut.") And there are lots of biographies and memoirs that I don't care for, either. (If you're wondering what you'd think about a biography of me, the answer is, "I wouldn't want to read it." Or, "I'd better not read it either.")

So then there are other problems with what we've doneor more accurately, what I've done. For instance, how do I know the date of my birth? (And where am I in life now? That answers some questions, at least.) What if I change my mind and don't want to be an actor? (Oh boy, then I have a whole bunch of stories to tell, but I'd still need proof that they happened. Where do I get that kind of proof?)

If I'm really honest, I have to admit I want some answers before I embark on that trip. If Mrs. Dubose comes forward to give me more details, I might believe herbut I probably wouldn't know it. But what I really want to knowand I'm almost afraid to find outis about the end. What's next? Will I learn something different than what I'm already thinking? (Like that I'm alive?) Does anyone care about me anymore? Do I have any kids or grandkids who are still living, or not? Are they happy, sad? (And can I make myself stop imagining scenarios where all of this is true and my grandkids ask, "Why didn't you ever tell us who you were, Grandpa?")

But if I can't know what will happen to Mrs.

What did Mrs. Dubose say before she died?

That's one of the many questions on the minds of those of us who have been listening to the late Mrs.

Dubose, an elderly woman who called herself "the voice of God," while she babbled in a raspy voice, in her final days in prison, about her husband and God and Jesus.

The Associated Press has just released the video of Mrs. Dubose's last words, which were recorded during a recent visit to a hospital in which she had been admitted following surgery for cancer of the esophagus.

She told the AP she thought her husband was "Jesus" and that she had been visited by angel. "They took me to the hospital and I had an operation and they put a tube in my neck and I kept talking and it went into my lungs and they were recording it, so I didn't know it was being recorded," she said. According to the Associated Press, she called her husband, whom she said had died, "Jesus" and said that she had seen angel. "He came up to me and he opened my shirt and took my breast out," she said, referring to the angel. "He put it in his mouth."

Mrs. Dubose, 73, of Fort Lauderdale, Fla., was arrested after telling a detective that she had just sold some boots and was trying to sell others on EBay. "I was gonna make money off of it," she told the AP. I was trying to sell stuff for the kids.

What does Mrs. Dubose leave Jem when she dies Why?

The answer is as unexpected as her story, and just as powerful

There are a lot of ways you could answer the question about what Mrs.

Dubose leaves Jem when she dies. Most answers would be obvious. He gets her house, her money, her cars, her clothes, her dogs, or her jewelry. This book isn't about any of that, though. You can't buy that stuff back. It's what Mrs. Dubose means to him that's important.

He's probably always known it. He likes things that are valuable to other people. He doesn't like to lose them. That's why he wants to get into the school dance with Mrs. Dubose, and why he's so happy when they win, and even happier when they lose. And he's never mentioned losing. That tells me something about how important she is. I think we know from watching the film that his interest in Mrs. Dubose started when they first moved in next door. She's been there forever, so he's got a big claim on her. That's not going to change even when Mrs. Dubose marries.

I can hear him telling me that a million times. He didn't even want to play at our house. We got to go to his, and he was okay with it then. We did it his way. We played a game, and he was really good at it, and he could make us laugh. That was more important than anything.

I wish I'd said that. But I couldn't have said it in front of my mother. She would have got angry. She wouldn't have understood. I didn't understand then either. It was different for my father. He loved to play games. That's why he liked playing chess with Mr. He never used to play with us.

The way he tells it now, he's never liked chess. He told me that the other day.

But Mr. Dubose played really well, I said. He taught you. I don't think you could beat him even now.

He taught you, he said. Not me.