George: Hey Willy, how have you been?
Willy: I have been not too bad, how about yourself?
George: I have been ok; I’ve seen better days however…
Willy: What is troubling you George my friend?
George: Well have you ever had a dream or a goal you set and although it seems capable of achieving you always seem to come up short?
Willy: Yes, George I know exactly what you mean.
George: I just can never get a break Willy; you know with Lennie in all, he was just always getting me into trouble of losing me a job or something.
George: You know I love him but sometimes I just imagined how much easier things might be without me having to always watch out for him.
Willy: You know my boy Biff? He’s just like that; I always feel like he could do better if he just tried a little harder you know? It just seems to me he doesn’t care enough and then I worry for him causing me to lose focus.
Willy: Don’t get me wrong I love the boy; I love both my boys I just don’t understand sometimes…
George: If they only knew how we saw it I feel like so much would change for them. I mean there’s not much I want in life it just seemed so much more difficult with Lennie as sad as it sounds. He’s a great companion but he ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed that’s for damn sure.
Willy: Haha, yea sometimes I think that Biff can be just as bad but what else can you do but except it and try and give them what they need to be successful. Speaking of Lennie how has he been? It’s been a while since I’ve seen that boy.
George: He’s dead Willy; sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.
Willy: O my! I’m so sorry to hear that, if you don’t mind me asking what happened too him?
George: Well rumor has it he shot himself as I wrestled with him for a gun but you’re a good friend and I can trust you, plus I’ve kept it bottled up too long…
Willy: What? What is it George?
George: I killed him Willy, I took his life but it was a greater good I swear.
Willy: I…I don’t understand, what do you mean?
George: Well it started when Lennie and I got a new job on a ranch. As we were getting settled there in our living quarters we met the rancher’s son’s wife. Lennie began to talk about how “purty” she was when she left and I told him that he can not talk to her or anything because she is only trouble for both of us.
Willy: Didn’t you two get ran out of town for Lennie touching a girl?
George: Yes! I was telling him that if we’re are ever going to reach that dream we always had of our own farm with livestock, ranching making our own money and Lennie can have rabbits to raise and everything but we need to keep our jobs and make money to buy the farm and we can’t risk losing them again because of the rancher’s sons wife. Then on day during the horseshoe competition all the men and I were having, Lennie was in the barn with his puppy. After a while I came in only to find that the rancher’s son’s wife was dead and Lennie tried to hide it. I knew he had killed her and it was most likely accidental but either way I knew he was going to get it.
Willy: So why “you” kill him?
George: Well Lennie ran to a spot by the river we distinguished as the safe spot. I knew he was there so I went there while the mob was searching I met him there. He pled his case to me and I understood he felt terrible and knew he had made a mistake but the mob did not care and I knew they would kill him once they got their hands on him. So I did what I thought was the most honorable thing and I told him to turn and look away at the river and as I told him about that dream of the farm and his rabbits he could raise I shot and killed him…
Willy: That is terrible George; I understand why you did it and your right it was the honorable thing to do and it must have been hard but Lennie would have done the same for you and it’s hard losing a friend like that but it’s ok man I’m hear for you.
George: Thanks Willy you’re a good man you know I spent all that time chasing dream and saying it would be so much easier without Lennie but now that he is gone I feel even more lost then before.
Willy: You know after hearing that it makes me think about myself and how I’ve been chasing a dream just like you and ignoring my family and there struggles. I don’t know what I would do if I lost them, George. I love them all and that really put things in perspective for me even though I swear one of these days that boy Biff is going to be the death of me…
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