John Steinbeck, Of Mice and Men
How is that English was my favorite subject in high school but I missed so many of these books? Perhaps I was spared them in high school in order that I would truly appreciate them later.
This is the kind of book that can be hijacked to serve a simple politicized goal (from euthanasia to various forms of social justice) or be boiled down to a truism, such as: another case of man's inhumanity to man. But there is something mysterious about it. Having read it only once now, now is not the time to comment on it.
Very rich for a novella but I was left with a kind of sadness. Still, I liked it -- a lot.
Gots to watch one of the movie versions since I've "earned it" by reading the book