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Letter from George

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Sunnyside Ranch San Jose California 29th June 1931 Dear Tom, I'm sorry I haven't written to you in a long time but a lot of things have happened since I last wrote, unfortunately its bad news this time. It all started when Slim and Curley came in the bunkhouse arguing one night. Then Curley turned to Lennie and says "what you laughing at", and then he started lashing out at Lennie and smashed him in the nose. I couldn't stand it anymore Lennie wouldn't fight back so I told him to "let him have it". Lennie caught Curley's punch, then he crushed it and he wouldn't let go. When he let his fist go it was flattened, not a bone was left unbroken in his hand. ...read more.


I started to believe our dream could really happen. All the lads and me were playing horses shoes late Sunday evening. I heard shuffling footsteps from the barn, I looked and saw Candy making his way towards me. His body language said every thing, when he looked at me I felt that something was wrong. He came to me said quietly "you better come to the barn". When I saw Curley's wife lying there dead the painful thought going though my mind that I had no other solution to this problem but assume that it was Lennie and knew that was what Candy was thinking. At this point the dream was over for sure of a little ranch. ...read more.


I knew he would be by the river where we slept a few nights ago, I told him if he ever got into trouble to go there and wait for me. Sure enough he was there, looking at him made me shiver about the thought of my duty ahead. Lennie expected me to be angry with him but I told him visualise the dream of the imaginary ranch and how the rabbits would hop around and there soft hair. When he looked away I ended his life hoping he was going to a better place. As his lifeless body hit the ground it set a feeling guilt that was unimaginable. I looked at my right hand, which held the gun I throw it away in disgust. I've moved on now people, just don't care about ranch hands. Best of luck Tom perhaps life will treat you better than Lennie and I. George. ...read more.

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