I heard the news several months after the event transpired. I was preoccupied with creating a new life back home in the West Egg.
She laid in bed, as thoughts stormed through her head. She was confused. Love was not a confusing thing to Myrtle, but created rather sticky situations. Love for Tom wrapped around Myrtle's heart. She looked in the drawer, as the sight of the diamond studded dog collar he gave her, triggered romantic thoughts of Tom. This was the life she wanted; a bloated wallet that came with a handsome man to elevate her status. She explored all of her options in how she would be able to spend her life with Tom. Confident in her decision, Myrtle clenched a bottle of tasteful green absinthe and quickly poured the hazardous liquid from a thumb-sized vile. It was only a matter of time until the poison would travel down his throat, through his veins, until it reached his heart. That night while sipping a shot of whiskey, he would never know that in an hour’s time he would be in an eternal sleep.
Myrtle felt no guilt, and had no regrets for the action she had just committed. He was blocking her way in obtaining happiness, and the only way to reach her goal was to get George out of the picture. The joy that immediately filled Myrtle left her satisfied and at last her dream was within her grasp. She had to do something with the body, but what? She would need help as George's body was too heavy for a feeble woman to carry alone. The only one who would aid her in her current situation was Tom. So, she called him up, his voice staggered on the other line. An air of relief echoed in his tone as she described the event that had passed. He would no longer have to secretly meet with her, she was now a widow. No one was by her side allowing him to cut in, but wait, did he really want to bring himself into this mess? Was she worth it all? The one he needed gone was Gatsby; George was a minor threat compared to him. He knew that if she had tried to cover it up herself the repercussions would be too strident, so he offered his assistance hesitantly.
