English Gap of Silence
I tentatively walk into the library behind Gatsby. All I notice is how spotless the furniture and books are, which only makes me more confused. I know he doesn’t come in here often yet it is so well kept. I wonder what this can be about. Maybe it’s about all these absurd rumors. Maybe he wants to know what has been said about him. I sit down on the crème chaise chair and wait to find out. Gatsby sits, posture straight. I wait expectantly. This isn’t just any conversation, he means business.
He breaks the silence, “I need you to help me meet with Daisy”.
I stare back into his usually captivating brown eyes but they now appear cold and uninviting. I don’t know what to say.
“I need your help, you’re the only one who can help me” he continues.
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He will announce to the world that I cheat, it will ruin my whole career. That cannot happen. I won’t let it. I can’t afford to lose my career over Gatsby’s crusade to win back his first love. Although I think that Gatsby should leave Daisy alone now that she is married and with a child, I can’t help but save myself.
After a long, frustrating and hectic debate, we finally come to a conclusion. Reluctantly, I agree to Gatsby’s terms. I will help him, but only to help myself.
I finally have the chance to ask Gatsby, “How is it possible that you know about my cheating when no one else does?”
He replies with a stone cold face, “I saw you”.
“Saw me what?”
“Bribe that official, I’m sure if you did it then you have done it before.”
“But how did you see me? We were alone.”
“Obviously not. Don’t you think that if I saw maybe someone else did? If you help me I can help you.”
I cannot believe what I have heard. What if Gatsby is right? Could other people know? I take a moment before I respond.
“Still I can’t believe you would do this to me. What do I have to do with this?” I say this in such a tone that Gatsby knows I’m
I tentatively walk into the library behind Gatsby. All I notice is how spotless the furniture and books are, which only makes me more confused. I know he doesn’t come in here often yet it is so well kept. I wonder what this can be about. Maybe it’s about all these absurd rumors. Maybe he wants to know what has been said about him. I sit down on the crème chaise chair and wait to find out. Gatsby sits, posture straight. I wait expectantly. This isn’t just any conversation, he means business.
He breaks the silence, “I need you to help me meet with Daisy”.
I stare back into his usually captivating brown eyes but they now appear cold and uninviting. I don’t know what to say.
“I need your help, you’re the only one who can help me” he continues.
“Why …show more content…
He will announce to the world that I cheat, it will ruin my whole career. That cannot happen. I won’t let it. I can’t afford to lose my career over Gatsby’s crusade to win back his first love. Although I think that Gatsby should leave Daisy alone now that she is married and with a child, I can’t help but save myself.
After a long, frustrating and hectic debate, we finally come to a conclusion. Reluctantly, I agree to Gatsby’s terms. I will help him, but only to help myself.
I finally have the chance to ask Gatsby, “How is it possible that you know about my cheating when no one else does?”
He replies with a stone cold face, “I saw you”.
“Saw me what?”
“Bribe that official, I’m sure if you did it then you have done it before.”
“But how did you see me? We were alone.”
“Obviously not. Don’t you think that if I saw maybe someone else did? If you help me I can help you.”
I cannot believe what I have heard. What if Gatsby is right? Could other people know? I take a moment before I respond.
“Still I can’t believe you would do this to me. What do I have to do with this?” I say this in such a tone that Gatsby knows I’m