Gatsby, Daisy, Tom, Nick, and I
spent an afternoon in town. Tom was in one of his awful moods and he was
determined to uncover some truth about Gatsby. Poor, poor Jay just wanted to be
happy with his long-lost love, but Tom refused to see Daisy leave him. What I
never understood is how their marriage had last as long as it did. Neither of
them were happy and even Tom had a mistress. Everyone knew that Tom had been
unfaithful, even Daisy. If you ask me, Daisy deserved the happiness she got
when she was with Jay. Everyone deserves to be loved faithfully and devotedly.
Tom got to
demanding the truth about Gatsby’s past, especially his time at Oxford. Gatsby calmly responded to the accusations,
explaining that he was only at Oxford for a few months. It was some sort of
deal that he agreed to when he was in the war. Tom continued pushing, yelling
now that Gatsby wasn’t one of them, and that he didn’t belong. Something inside
of Gatsby snapped and he started screaming to shut up, he even knocked over a
table in his fit of rage. He then moved to Tom and grabbed his collar, yelling
in his face. It was one of the scariest things I have ever seen. It was as if
he was possessed. And just as quickly as the anger overcame him, it was gone.
He was back to speaking in his gentle voice apologizing for losing his temper.
Pleading with Daisy for forgiveness. I feel sorry for poor, poor Jay, who has
been possessed by love.
Jordan,
ReplyDeleteI am sorry if I scared you that day we spent in town. I just completely lost my temper as he said that I had never earned anything in life. He made it seem that being a soldier, or getting out of Oxford was a bad thing, while in reality it shaped who I am now. I am truly sorry for scaring you though. And I wished that I had never lost my temper, but I can not change what is past now.
Fondly,
James Gatz
Jordan,
ReplyDeleteThat was a terrifying day for everyone. I'm thankful you, my best friend, were there to help me deal with it. I know you never heard the truth of what happened on the way home and I hope you never do. My secret died with Gatsby. That hot summer day was the very same day that I realized how out of hand my life had gotten. I''m so sorry you were there to witness Gatsby and Tom fighting. Thank you for being a good friend and someone I could trust.
Love,
Daisy