Daisy had her chin propped up on her hand and her legs were shaking terribly. She shuddered frequently as if she was trying to obliterate an appalling nightmare. Tom had his arms crossed against his chest, he was glaring at the wall behind Daisy with an indigent look on his face. “Why did you say that?” demanded Tom. “W-What?” whispered Daisy, confusion clouding her eyes. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten your little stunt at lunch today,” growled Tom remembering the events at the Plaza hotel. “You had no right to embarrass me like that. Especially in front that bootlegger. Daisy’s head immediately shot up from her resting positioning the table. Her eyes were red-rimmed
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“The heat of the day got me confused” “Why did you say that?” repeated Tom. “I’m sorry Tom. I truly am. He was there then, but that’s the past now. I will never leave you.” said Daisy, looking down at her wedding ring. Her face dawned with the realization – her wealth and her wild lifestyle that was provided by Tom. Gatsby was her love, but Tom made her dreams come true. She knew what her heart wanted. “I’ve just returned from the Wilson’s,” stated …show more content…
They say it was a yellow car Daisy. There is only one yellow car in this area,” Tom continued slowly oblivious to Daisy’s change in behaviour. Daisy’s breathing had hardened and she was struggling to keep her composure. “Your man, the one in the pink suit. He is criminal. He killed her!” he continued. “Oh no, it... it was not...” started Daisy, looking out of the window; it appeared as if she were afraid Gatsby would hear the false accusations made towards him. “Do not defend him Daisy. He has already done enough” cut Tom, his strong masculine fingers clutching the shiny tablecloth tightly. “I do not trust that bootlegger one bit,” he said, banging his fist on the table, which caused the candlelight to flicker. “I’ve told you several times haven’t I, he is not the man you think he is. He is a criminal. He was involved, perhaps still is in that illegal drug business of his. He could easily frame the murder on you” Daisy’s demeanour started to relax, her legs stopped trembling. She reached across the table and held Toms hands in hers. “Oh, Tom” cooed Daisy. “You are right. I was in the car too. But I swear h-he … was... driving.” sobbed daisy, tears running down her face mixing with the black
“The heat of the day got me confused” “Why did you say that?” repeated Tom. “I’m sorry Tom. I truly am. He was there then, but that’s the past now. I will never leave you.” said Daisy, looking down at her wedding ring. Her face dawned with the realization – her wealth and her wild lifestyle that was provided by Tom. Gatsby was her love, but Tom made her dreams come true. She knew what her heart wanted. “I’ve just returned from the Wilson’s,” stated …show more content…
They say it was a yellow car Daisy. There is only one yellow car in this area,” Tom continued slowly oblivious to Daisy’s change in behaviour. Daisy’s breathing had hardened and she was struggling to keep her composure. “Your man, the one in the pink suit. He is criminal. He killed her!” he continued. “Oh no, it... it was not...” started Daisy, looking out of the window; it appeared as if she were afraid Gatsby would hear the false accusations made towards him. “Do not defend him Daisy. He has already done enough” cut Tom, his strong masculine fingers clutching the shiny tablecloth tightly. “I do not trust that bootlegger one bit,” he said, banging his fist on the table, which caused the candlelight to flicker. “I’ve told you several times haven’t I, he is not the man you think he is. He is a criminal. He was involved, perhaps still is in that illegal drug business of his. He could easily frame the murder on you” Daisy’s demeanour started to relax, her legs stopped trembling. She reached across the table and held Toms hands in hers. “Oh, Tom” cooed Daisy. “You are right. I was in the car too. But I swear h-he … was... driving.” sobbed daisy, tears running down her face mixing with the black