Five days later Dark, arcus clouds rolled over the city, the fast-moving formations blocking out the sun, adding to the gloomy atmosphere of Tom’s room. Moments later, a blue-white flash of lightning split the leaden sky, followed by a low rumble of distant thunder. The impending storm perfectly fit Tom’s melancholy mood, and turning away from the window, he packed the last of his belongings in a carrier bag and placed it on the bed. The day after his admittance, Penhall had thoughtfully brought in clothing and toiletries, but Tom had stubbornly refused to see his friend, or anyone else, including Fuller. He was not ready to face the barrage of questions he knew they would ask, and because he hadn’t spoken to Booker since his arrival …show more content…
“But if it was only a concussion, why did Booker go all secret squirrel and refuse to tell us anything? He got himself in a whole heap of trouble for nothing.” “Booker's in trouble?” Tom asked. Although genuinely concerned about the dark-haired officer, by asking the question, he also managed to deflect the focus away from Doug’s initial query. Penhall shrugged his shoulders. “Kinda. Fuller suspended him for a week.” “Shit,” Tom muttered. By asking Dennis to keep his secret, he had never meant to cause him any undue conflict or distress. But it appeared his desperation had precipitated both, and in doing so, he had compromised the young officer’s integrity. It was just another thing to add to his growing discomfort. By not socializing, it was easy to keep his emotions pushed to the deepest recesses of his soul. But after only a few minutes with Doug, he found his despair returning, and he wished he could block out the world and all its painful vibrations forever. Sensing Tom was somehow feeling guilty for Booker's foolhardiness, Doug turned the conversation back around. “Sooo, you're okay, right?” Distracted by his growing misery, Tom nodded his head. “Yeah, …show more content…
HEH!” Penhall cried out, the ridiculous catchphrase pulling Tom from his reverie and making him cringe. The last thing on his mind was returning to Jump Street, and the thought of working undercover again had his heart racing in panic. Vulnerability had never been a part of his nature, but all that changed the moment a Pi Tau snapped the handcuffs around his wrists. He now felt like a target, a sitting duck, and he wondered if he would ever feel comfortable around people again. It was an agonizing thought and for a fraction of a second, he seriously considered giving in to the darkness that constantly threatened to claim his damaged mind. Unaware of his friend’s inner turmoil, Penhall pulled him into a bear hug and squeezed him tight. “I missed you, buddy.” With his body constricted, Tom could feel his hysteria rising. He had become so adept at inhibiting his emotions, the unexpected anxiety threatened to engulf him, and his only escape was to jerk violently free from Penhall’s hold. Hurt immediately filled Doug’s soft brown eyes, and he took a step back. “Sorry,” the officer mumbled, his hand rubbing furiously at his chin. “I
Tom knows that his project can wait, but he has to have it done so his boss can read it over the weekend. The fact that his work couldn’t wait until he got back from the movies shows what an impatient person he is. When Tom is out on the ledge retrieving his paper, he is forced to be very patient and to take things one step at a time.
After the traumatic event, the Brennans are continuously mistreated, causing them to feel they are “no longer wanted” (Burke, pg 1). After feeling ostracised by the township, the alienated Brennan family are driven to leave the town of Mumbilli at 4:30am. With hardly any peer support, Tom begins to lose his sense of security, resulting in his transformation into an unconfident teen who is afraid of public opinion. It is no wonder that Tom is unable to move on in his new town as he is being held back in fear of revealing his past. Burke tactfully illustrates Tom’s emotional kaleidoscope through phrases such as “I felt the knot snap” and “my guts landing at my feet” (Burke, pg 172) when reflecting on the accident. On the contrary, with encouragement from family members, Tom begins to step out of his comfort zone and face the future that is to
Before the move to Coghill, Tom wanted his old life back. He sees the accident as the end of his life, though this he seems to have lost connection to his family and his sense of identity. Tom feels guilty and ashamed about the irrevocable consequences of Daniel’s irresponsibility and the impact this had on other people and their families. Retreats into a depressed state which feels empty and black. After the accident, Tom’s life was changed forever.
... he still feels guilt for leaving Laura behind. Tom cannot ignore his feelings towards Laura and accept letting her go. Tom is physically able to flee from his past and reality, but is unable to escape emotionally. Also, even a new life, filled with opportunities and self goals has troubles. Tom says that he does anything to keep busy so he can forget what he left behind. He is still not fully content with his life.
“No, lieu, it was my bad to be so careless. I should’ve been by-the-book, and that’s my fault. Raf’s sick at home, and it’s got me all shook up, but I can’t rush into things.”
The Secret Lives of Sgt. John Wilson, written by Lois Simmie, is a hybrid book featuring a nonfiction storyline with a personal, albeit fabricated, flare which gives us a glimpse into what the interior dialogue of the individuals involved the novel might have felt. The essence in focus centres around John Wilson, sometimes referred to as Jack, and the double life which he opts to play. Throughout the plot of the novel, personalities clash and emotions formerly unseen rise to the surface. One action is used as a recurring theme anchoring all of the chapters and events together, that being deception. Betrayal and deception by the hands of John Wilson were shown towards the main individuals of the novel, namely Polly, Elizabeth, and Jessie.
He said, "Are you ok? Sorry that happened. I did not see you at first."
The matter has been deeply troubling Tom, causing him to have difficulty sleeping and when he does sleep he sleep talks about blood. The matter has also been described as “gnawing” because it’s slowly eating away at Tom. Also, if Tom doesn’t confess now then he will have to spend the rest of his life with the guilt of allowing an innocent man to be punished for a crime Injun Joe committed.
“Wilson,” I called out, receiving no response. “Wilson?” He stayed slumped in the chair, eyes casted on the ground, refusing to make eye contact or any other sign of acknowledgement. “Wilson!” I yelled, causing him to flinch, his eyes finally meeting mine. There was sadness clear as day in his eyes, but no, he did not deserve to be sad. He did not have any reason. He didn’t love her. He couldn’t provide for her. Not like I could- or would.
Tom is good natured and deals with what life throws at him, during the long trip towards work the family has realized the can count on Tom to help protect them. His past isn't going to define his future or change the way he feels about his family. As they arrive to California they get the devastating news that work is sparse and many people are dying of starvation, including Grampa who dies of a stroke. When the major change of losing a family member Tom realizes that life can be gone faster than you think and you see him changing into a more considerate person and a more sentimental person towards others. After they have buried Grampa, Tom comes across a “one eyed mechanic” who he helps fix his touring car. An act that he would probably never do in his past. Steinbeck shows Toms development into a more considerate person as the book
I peered around through the rain, desperately searching for some shelter, I was drowning out here. The trouble was, I wasn’t in the best part of town, and in fact it was more than a little dodgy. I know this is my home turf but even I had to be careful. At least I seemed to be the only one out here on such an awful night. The rain was so powerfully loud I couldn’t hear should anyone try and creep up on me. I also couldn’t see very far with the rain so heavy and of course there were no street lights, they’d been broken long ago. The one place I knew I could safely enter was the church, so I dashed.
Tom's acts in love are childish and immature. At first, Tom's love for Becky Thatcher is just a crush. He tells Becky about his "marriage" to Amy and it starts a fight. After that, they both play a game of "hard to get". After this, Tom is too proud to apologize. Also, Tom makes good decisions. First, when Becky accidentally rips Mr. Dobbins' book a, Tom takes the blame, and this ends their feud. Another mature event takes place in McDougal's cave. When Tom and Becky are in the cave, they become lost. Then Tom takes responsibility for himself and Becky's life. These events are part of becoming a young man.
It is also stated that she has never seen him alone. The storm starts to increase outside, reflecting the sexual tension inside. The storm's sinister intention appears when "The rain beat upon the shingled roof that threatened to break an entrance.". It seems that the storm knows what is going on between the two and is threatening to break in and ruin their chances. They move throughout the house and end up in the bedroom "with its white, monumental bed, its closed shutters, looked dim and mysterious.
Tom escaped from the fantasy world of Amanda and Laura by hanging out on the fire escape, even though he could never fully escape. Unfortunately for Tom, his life was cramped like the coffin and he was slowly suffocating emotionally and spiritually. Unhappy with the lifestyle he followed in the footsteps of his father, he searched for adventure, escaping the nagging of Amanda.
After their heart to heart in the park, Tom had managed to avoid Booker for the rest of the day. He likened his behavior to that of a refractory child, his decision to distance himself from the man who had turned his world upside down an immature attempt at self-preservation. But buried beneath the protective shield of denial lurked an insatiable curiosity. As far as he knew, none of his friends, family or coworkers were bisexual, which somehow added to Booker's mystique. While he had always known about Dennis’ sexual proclivities, he had never given much thought to it before. But all that had changed the moment he found him in his bed, and now he had a mountain of questions. Had the officer felt an attraction to both boys and girls from a young age or was there an epiphany at puberty? If so, why had it taken him until the age of twenty-four to have the same impulses? It was these questions and many others that had tortured him all day. Was