How I feel
Willy Harris I did it. I successfully convinced Bobo and Walter to hand over all of their spare money to me. Haha, it was too easy. I have more money than I could’ve ever dreamed of in my hands right now. I can run away and start a new life. I won’t have to work as a servant for white people no more. But can I really do this? Bobo and Walter are my friends after all… my entire life is here in Chicago. Will I feel guilty for deceiving them? No, no I won’t. I have to be selfish and think for myself. Beneatha used to say behind my back that I was a “man even Travis wouldn’t have trusted with his most worn-out marbles” (132). Huh, well who would’ve known, that girl was right for once. I wouldn’t even trust myself either. But it’s not my fault. They were the ones dumb enough to believe me. They were the ones who trusted me with their life savings. They were the ones that actually thought that a liquor store would be a smart form of business. I need to leave before Bobo and I had ...