A week passes, and George is mourning Lennie’s death. The ranch workers notice George talking as if Lennie is still there. George was eating beans and looked over. Lennie, they got ketchup; you get some?” He’ll somehow respond, "Hell, you’d put ketchup on anything." The other ranch workers became worried about George, but wouldn't build up the courage to talk to him. “George, can I get a word with you?” Slim walked over anxiously, with a shake in his voice. George and Slim walked into the bunkhouse; it was clear as day. Slim grew worried, but if anyone were to talk to George, it ought to be Slim. “I understand how close you and Lennie were, but Lennie is gone, George. He snapped Curly’s bitch’s neck; they went out looking for him, and when we had gotten there, there you were in front of Lennie with Carlson’s
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“What’s wrong with him, Slim?” Carlson said assertively. Slim dropped his spoon into his beans and slammed his hands on the table. “I don't know what to do with him." I told him Lennie was gone, then his eyes got all glossy and started to get mad at me, so I just had to walk out; I couldn't deal with it no more.” They all nodded their heads understandingly. Well, I’m glad you talked to him, maybe I oughta talk some sense into him. After Carlson shot my pup, I was really lonely. I’m sure he just needs someone to talk to who understands.” As Candy was talking to Slim, Curly walked in the distance with a tall, slim girl. “Hey fellas, this is my new girl. Slim whipped his head around to see a taller, thin girl who looked just like his last wife, but with blonde hair that was pinned up all neat and shiny, long legs, and a tight silky dress with a slit up the leg and bold red lipstick. “Nice to meet you.?” Carlson said as he puffed up his chest and put his arm out. “This is. uh, uh. Tell ‘em, hun.” Curley said with confusion. “Agnes. Agnes Jensen,” she announced while glaring at Curley. “Don't get any ideas, Slim.
“What’s wrong with him, Slim?” Carlson said assertively. Slim dropped his spoon into his beans and slammed his hands on the table. “I don't know what to do with him." I told him Lennie was gone, then his eyes got all glossy and started to get mad at me, so I just had to walk out; I couldn't deal with it no more.” They all nodded their heads understandingly. Well, I’m glad you talked to him, maybe I oughta talk some sense into him. After Carlson shot my pup, I was really lonely. I’m sure he just needs someone to talk to who understands.” As Candy was talking to Slim, Curly walked in the distance with a tall, slim girl. “Hey fellas, this is my new girl. Slim whipped his head around to see a taller, thin girl who looked just like his last wife, but with blonde hair that was pinned up all neat and shiny, long legs, and a tight silky dress with a slit up the leg and bold red lipstick. “Nice to meet you.?” Carlson said as he puffed up his chest and put his arm out. “This is. uh, uh. Tell ‘em, hun.” Curley said with confusion. “Agnes. Agnes Jensen,” she announced while glaring at Curley. “Don't get any ideas, Slim.