Над пропастью во ржи

           "Icouldn’tbeascientist.I’mnogoodinscience."

           "Well,alawyer—likeDaddyandall."

           "Lawyersareallright,Iguess—butitdoesn’tappealtome,"Isaid."Imeanthey’reallrightiftheygoaroundsavinginnocentguys’livesallthetime,andlikethat,butyoudon’tdothatkindofstuffifyou’realawyer.AllyoudoismakealotofdoughandplaygolfandplaybridgeandbuycarsanddrinkMartinisandlooklikeahot-shot.Andbesides.Evenifyoudidgoaroundsavingguys’livesandall,howwouldyouknowifyoudiditbecauseyoureallywantedtosaveguys’lives,orbecauseyoudiditbecausewhatyoureallywantedtodowasbeaterrificlawyer,witheverybodyslappingyouonthebackandcongratulatingyouincourtwhenthegoddamtrialwasover,thereportersandeverybody,thewayitisinthedirtymovies?Howwouldyouknowyouweren’tbeingaphony?Thetroubleis,youwouldn’t."

           I’mnottoosureoldPhoebeknewwhatthehellIwastalkingabout.Imeanshe’sonlyalittlechildandall.Butshewaslistening,atleast.Ifsomebodyatleastlistens,it’snottoobad.

           "Daddy’sgoingtokillyou.He’sgoingtokillyou,"shesaid.

           Iwasn’tlistening,though.Iwasthinkingaboutsomethingelse—somethingcrazy."YouknowwhatI’dliketobe?"Isaid."YouknowwhatI’dliketobe?ImeanifIhadmygoddamchoice?"

           "What?Stopswearing."

           "Youknowthatsong‘Ifabodycatchabodycomin’throughtherye’?I’dlike—"