Essay Archive - Creative Writing: 6 Months Later
Creative Writing: 6 Months Later
Now that Lennie is out of the way, I guess that I can actually do something
with my life. But, It's been 6 months since leaving the farm and I still don't
have a job. Oh, here's a sign. A mentally handicapped hospital needs an
attendant. I can do that, and it pays well too. $150 a month. "At that rate,
I'll be able to get that land soon enough. Ain't that right," I asked Candy? "We
sure are," he replied with enthusiasm. As we stepped into the complex, the first
thing I saw was the reception desk with a young, pretty, receptionist sitting
behind....
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