I knew what I did was wrong but, it was to save my friend's life. Gatsby was still in shock of the thought that he was about to die. I had to slap Gatsby in the face to pull his mind back to reality. Gatsby started to explain how we will clean the situation up. Gatsby told me to go dig a hole in the woods for George's body. I dug as deep as I could until it was almost impossible for my body to dig no more. I wanted to make sure that no one could ever find the body. As soon as I was done putting George's body into the hole, Gatsby and I went to clean the blood off the
marble floor. After the clean up was done, it was as if the murder had never happened.
