Catcher in the Rye was a pleasure, there's no plot progression as clear as what
u get in plot graph but the story is good. All of us are Holden Caulfield at one time (or maybe is)
The last part in chapter 24, when Holden says this,
My hunting hat really gave me quite a lot of protection, in a way, but I got soaked anyway. I didn't care though. I felt so damn happy all of a sudden, the way old Phoebe kept going around and around. I was damn near bawling, I felt so damn happy, if you want to know the truth. I don't know why. It was just that she looked so damn nice, the way she kept going around and around, in her blue coat and all. God, I wish you could've been there.
I cried. I was so happy for Holden. The way he finally gets listened to by Phoebe, and inadvertently saved by her, even though he was the one who wanted to be 'the catcher in the rye', but it was he who was saved by his younger sister.
Mr JD Salinger, lots of admiration from me from far away...
|Everybody is except Holden|