Willy’s thoughts: Tuesday, 18th, May, 1948

 I’m trying to cope not working… I really can’t do it. I need to make money, there are so many debts I owe and I have no money to pay them with. I’ll have to go to Charles at some point, even though I’d really rather not. He always brags about how successful he is and how much money he has. I don’t want to show him how much of a failure I am, not to him. I’ll go later today.. I don’t want the boys knowing.

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