It was my flight from Da Nang to Ho Chi Minh when I was seated next to this couple. I was seated on the window seat. I was holidng my copy of Great Expectations. I was tired so I was not able to read during the flight. I just slept through it.
When I woke up, the lady next to me asked me how am I enjoying the book. I said the book is nice I was hoping to finish it during this trip going to Singapore. I was tired, I wasn’t able to read. She saw that I have just few pages left with my bookmark. She told me I nned a new book to read. I said I already do. I showed them a copy of Franny and Zooey.
The lady was delighted upon seeing the book. She said she loved it. The husband then interrupted, "tell him the story of your two cats". It happens that she had two cats she named Franny and Zooey based on the characters in the book. She describes that I will be shifting from a very British book into a very American one. I said it would be OK. I just finished reading a Murakami before Dickens. She thought I was studying Literature. Haha. It was a fun experience. It is always nice to talk to nice people on the airplane. I think I have more bad memories on airplanes than good.
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I finished the book. It was like reading a play. Two chapters, one titled, Franny then the other Zooey. There’s like only five setting: a train platform, the diner, the bathroom in the glass house, the living room, then a split of the two other bedrooms where the siblings had the final phone conversation. It was a short read and there was a lot of "damn" and "goddamn" in the dialogues. It was tackling something philosophical or religious. Pretty much a better read than these YA stuff going around these days. I don’t hate it nor like it but I was glad I was able to read it.
