walked out of the park onto the east side, and took the bus to Grand Central,

to get my goddam Gladstones out of the strong box there. Though it had

stopped pouring out, I was still pretty wet. Boy, it really came down like a

madman. I still had Phoebe's red hunting hat on, it was soaking wet though. I

didn't care. Phoebe was much more cheerful now.

"I'm glad we're both going home now, Holden", she said.

"I'm just ready to get this over with", I said, "Mom and dad will cry

"Don't worry, Holden. It'll be okay", Phoebe said. She squeezed my

hand-she was holding my hand-and smiled the cutest smile at me. It just about

We walked into the huge lobby in Grand Central. As we walked over

to where the lockers were, we passed the bench where I'd sort of slept for a

few hours after I had to leave Mr. Antolini's. I'd never tell Phoebe about

it, of course. It seemed like so long ago, but it was actually just this

We just had most of Phoebe's Christmas dough, so we got my

Gladstones, and took the Madison Avenue bus to 72nd street. There were a

bunch of kids around Phoebe's age in the back

I started drifting off again. I thought about how it was too bad it

So, that's all I'm writing. I think I told too much already. I

and lit a cigarette. I tried to remember the last time I'd seen him this mad.

tugged my arm, "This is my brother Holden, Holden, this is Susie. She's in

I heard some kid say, "Phoebe, your brother found you!" I looked

I heard a soft knock at the door, and Phoebe came in.

how he'd handle a situation like mine. He'd probably leave tonight and hitch

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Approximate Word count = 1978
Approximate Pages = 8 (250 words per page double spaced)