First, Lennie and George would be still running from town to town for the rest of their lives. If they ran off again like in weed then the pattern of Lennie would keep happening from town to town for the rest of their lives. “Well how the hell did she know you just’ wanted to feel her dress? She jerks back and you hold on like it was a mouse. She yells and we got to hide in a irrigation ditch all day with guys lookin’ for us, and we got to sneak out in the dark and the time.” Secondly, the pattern of Lennie killing things is over. Since each time Lennie would have too much power that he would kill the soft thing in his hand. “ A mouse? A live mouse? Uh-uh. Jus’ a dead mouse, George I didn’t kill