Curly was in the eye of the storm now, breaking everything he had that was his. hurtrating plates and glasses against the walls of where they ate dinner. His now deceased wife, the one he was so possessive about. Curly stormed into the living room and started screaming at the top of his lungs. As he did so he remembered to be quiet in case anyone was listening. Curly fell down as if he was lifeless and as he laid he started to cry.
¨Why did he have to kill you.¨ ¨And why did George have to bring justice to that big dumb bastard, I wish it could have been me to pull that damn trigger.” All of a sudden a quite knock at the door followed by Candy's voice. “Curley you ok in there?” “Go away!” Curley …show more content…
“Curley!” Jeremiah said with joy. “How have you been take a seat and let me buy you a drink!”
“Fine but I don't plan on staying long” Then something in Curleys mind hit him. “So how have you been? Seems like it's been years.” “how's the wi...” Then Curly cut him off. “Don't even go there, shes dead, ok she’s god damn dead!” The pub went silent. “I'm sorry” Jeremiah exclaimed. Curly apologized. “No I’m sorry that I went off it's just been hard with her being gone.” “I have an idea how bout we go to that cat house I'm sure that someone there will loosen you up.” As Curley and Jeremiah went to the musty cat house Jeremiah only had one thing on his mind and it was to make his brother happy again. They opened the door and immediately they were greeted by a busty lady. “Hi boys need anything?” “Yeah my brother Curley needs to get someone off of his mind, can you make that happen?” “That's my job isn't it?” she said. “Go along Curley go enjoy yourself and don't even think about it.” In back room and as she was doing her job Curley only saw his wife. He couldn't handle it anymore and stormed out of the kitty …show more content…
As Curley griped the ridged rope with little strings poking out that felt like little needles every time he touched it. He formed a slip knot and then went back outside to his backyard and then fastened the noose to the tree and then put his head through the hole. He thought to himself “This is it Im going to see her again.” but his thought was interrupted by a loud snap of the rope with every string splitting releasing a little pop each time the fragile strings ripped apart. It was the tree branch that he had been fixed to. “Damnit!” Than he thought to himself. I'll just go to the place where it all began. He took himself to the lake an with the leftover rope and he tied a knot around a hefty bolder and then looked at the lake and peered into the distance and jumped. The quietness of the lake was settling, the wind colliding and they made a russell, subtle but soothing