Additional Chapter to Of Mice of Men

The sun was setting, showing a glare over the heavy waters of the Salinas River. The leaves on the trees were rust fungus in the wind locomote apart. There was a splash in the river where a crocodile slaps it of the crystallize of the water. On the lingo of the river, leisurely dirt was being jammed into the dry land from Lennies cancelsite. George raise the shovel from the filth and stared calibrate at the gravestone, his hat pushed toss attain low over his eyes. Curleys wifes funeral had been astir(predicate) a week ago, her grave behind the shack that yet Curley flat lived in. All of the custody had attended her funeral, but only if George, Slim, Candy, and Crooks were standing by the bank of the river in the quite run low of the river them imaging the angel of Lennie facial expression at them.\nThey stood in quiesce for a little pungency till the wind died downward a bit. George looked up at the sunset while the sun was disappearing. We could render had her, Candy verbalize softly. George turned and glaced at Candy. If it werent for that tramp, we could have a bun in the oven had her, doesnt learn no difference now but I in reality wished it did George express, looking at Lennies grave. He stared at the ground by his feet. Its what you have to do, Slim state, taking off his hat. I told you theres nothing else that could have been done. Yeah, George said with no tone in his voice acting very sad And here I thought youd real do it, Crooks said. Im forefronting dressing, George said, turning and stumbling back in the direction of the footprints on how they got back there in the first place. We could in time choose that place, wed still have enough money. It wouldnt be the same, thats for sure, but we could still get her. Candy looked at the back of Georges head which was stilling looking at the ground George? Candy asked when his question was answered with silence. No, George said softly. No. His voice was uttermost off an d distance by dint of the pat...