Death of a Salesman: After the FuneralThey all return home. The house fully paid for. The sight of it brings a soft sob back to Linda's throat, and when she reaches the cement threshold, her sobs become full again. Charley looks at her but can't find the words. Happy puts his arms around his mother and holds her. Biff just watches all this. For a brief second, he sees Willy's plight in Happy's eyes as he holds Linda. Willy's death made Biff know more than ever what he is. He's not a salesman and neither is Happy, but Happy is like his father and Biff fears that nothing can change the course of life that Happy chose when Willy died. The small mourning group enters the house and everyone takes a place in the living room. bedroom. Linda regained control of herself. No one dares to say a word, everyone sits alone, accompanied by their own thoughts. Biff's mind is racing now. Thoughts about how his life won't end like Willy's. Biff doesn't have a master plan for his life, he just wants to get his life started. His real life. “Construction” Biff said accidentally allowed. Everyone looks at him. What about the building. Happy said to Biff. Tomorrow I'll look for a job in construction, Biff replies. I will start at the bottom and gradually increase my position. One day, maybe architecture or engineering. By God, I'm going to do something with my life, whether it's with my family's approval or not. Charley looks at Biff and says. Biff, I don't know if this is the right time for this. This seems like a good idea to me but honestly, I don't think now is the time to talk about it. I'm sorry Charley, you're right, I'm going to bed now, I'll see you all tomorrow. Biff gets up, stretches his arms and back and lies down. Biff wakes up early the next morning. No one else has woken up yet and Charley had gone home the night before. Despite his father's death hanging over him like a dark, dreary cloud, Biff is in an inexplicably good mood. He felt like his life was just beginning that day.