Над пропастью во ржи

           "Youcertainlyare."

           Then,allofasudden,Igotthisidea.

           "Look,"Isaid."Here’smyidea.Howwouldyouliketogetthehelloutofhere?Here’smyidea.IknowthisguydowninGreenwichVillagethatwecanborrowhiscarforacoupleofweeks.HeusedtogotothesameschoolIdidandhestillowesmetenbucks.Whatwecoulddois,tomorrowmorningwecoulddriveuptoMassachusettsandVermont,andallaroundthere,see.It’sbeautifulashellupthere,Itreallyis."Iwasgettingexcitedashell,themoreIthoughtofit,andIsortofreachedoverandtookoldSally’sgoddamhand.WhatagoddamfoolIwas."Nokidding,"Isaid."Ihaveaboutahundredandeightybucksinthebank.Icantakeitoutwhenitopensinthemorning,andthenIcouldgodownandgetthisguy’scar.Nokidding.We’llstayinthesecabincampsandstufflikethattillthedoughrunsout.Then,whenthedoughrunsout,Icouldgetajobsomewhereandwecouldlivesomewherewithabrookandalland,lateron,wecouldgetmarriedorsomething.Icouldchopallourownwoodinthewintertimeandall.HonesttoGod,wecouldhaveaterrifictime!Wuddayasay?C’mon!Wuddayasay?Willyoudoitwithme?Please!"

           "Youcan’tjustdosomethinglikethat,"oldSallysaid.Shesoundedsoreashell.

           "Whynot?Whythehellnot?"

           "Stopscreamingatme,please,"shesaid.Whichwascrap,becauseIwasn’tevenscreamingather.

           "Whycan’tcha?Whynot?"