Над пропастью во ржи

           Thenshefloppedonherstomachonthebedandputthegoddampillowoverherhead.Shedoesthatquitefrequently.She’satruemadmansometimes.

           "Cutitout,now,"Isaid."Nobody’sgonnakillme.Nobody’sgonnaeven—C’mon,Phoeb,takethatgoddamthingoffyourhead.Nobody’sgonnakillme."

           Shewouldn’ttakeitoff,though.Youcan’tmakeherdosomethingifshedoesn’twantto.Allshekeptsayingwas,"Daddysgonnakillyou."Youcouldhardlyunderstandherwiththatgoddampillowoverherhead.

           "Nobody’sgonnakillme.Useyourhead.Inthefirstplace,I’mgoingaway.WhatImaydo,Imaygetajobonaranchorsomethingforawhile.Iknowthisguywhosegrandfather’sgotaranchinColorado.Imaygetajoboutthere,"Isaid."I’llkeepintouchwithyouandallwhenI’mgone,ifIgo.C’mon.Takethatoffyourhead.C’mon,hey,Phoeb.Please.Please,willya?’

           Shewouldnttakeitoff,thoughItriedpullingitoff,butshe’sstrongashell.Yougettiredfightingwithher.Boy,ifshewantstokeepapillowoverherhead,shekeepsit."Phoebe,please.C’monoutathere,"Ikeptsaying."C’mon,hey...Hey,Weatherfield.C’monout."

           Shewouldn’tcomeout,though.Youcan’tevenreasonwithhersometimes.Finally,Igotupandwentoutinthelivingroomandgotsomecigarettesoutoftheboxonthetableandstucksomeinmypocket.Iwasallout.