THE DIARY OF JAMES TYRONE
August 6
My wife is coming home tomorrow… I don’t really know what to think. Her demons seem to always keep coming back. It’s like she doesn’t care about her family! The boys think… To hell with what the boys think! Ungrateful little mooches. For God’s sake, If Jamie would have spent half the time studying in college that he does here with those whores he could be a doctor! That would help. I wouldn’t have to spend money on these other quacks to take care of Mary! And Edmund, his cough is only getting worse. I know he has tuberculosis, I'm sure of it. I saw Mary’s dad die from it. Poor kid... Well, I need to get some rest. Tomorrow is really going to be an experience. I guess I’m going to fix me one more drink and go to bed.
