A Christmas Memory

앨러배마에 살고 있는 7세 소년은 크리스마스를 앞두고 심심할 틈이 없습니다. 한 집에 살고 있는 먼 친척 누나이자 절친한 친구 덕분인데요. 이 누나는 무려 60세가 넘었지만 아이같이 천진난만하고 상냥한 사람입니다. 둘은 올해에도 착실히 모은 저금통을 깨서 말린 과일이 들어간 케이크를 굽기로 합니다. 나무 아래서 주운 피칸과 위스키도 넣고요!

A woman with shorn white hair is standing at the kitchen window. She is wearing tennis shoes and a shapeless gray sweater over a summery calico dress. She is small and sprightly, like a bantam hen; but, due to a long youthful illness, her shoulders are pitifully hunched. Her face is remarkable—not unlike Lincoln’s, craggy like that, and tinted by sun and wind; but it is delicate too, finely boned, and her eyes are sherry-colored and timid. “Oh my,” she exclaims, her breath smoking the windowpane, “it’s fruitcake weather!”

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