顺手铲掉的雪

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It snowed all night. 雪下了一整夜。

Thirty centimeters, heavy and wet. 足足有三十公分厚，又湿又沉。

At seven, I was outside with a shovel, 早上七点，我拿着铁锹来到院子里，

clearing my driveway, breathing clouds. 一边哈着白气，一边清理自家的车道。

It took forty minutes. 弄完花了四十分钟。

My arms were shaking. 我的胳膊直打哆嗦。

I wanted coffee more than I've ever wanted anything. 那一刻，我比以往任何时候都更想喝上一杯热咖啡。

Then I looked next door. 这时，我往隔壁瞅了一眼。

Mrs. Kowalski is eighty-three. 考瓦尔斯基太太今年八十三岁了。

She lives alone. 她一个人住。

Her driveway was a smooth white field, 她家车道上还是白茫茫的一片，平整得像块雪原，

and her curtains were still closed. 窗帘也还拉得严严实实的。

I stood there. 我就站在那儿。

I thought about my coffee. 心里还惦记着我的咖啡。

Then I walked over and started on hers. 然后，我还是走了过去，开始帮她铲雪。

It took another half hour. 这一铲又花了半个小时。

I finished just as a light came on in her kitchen, 我刚弄完，她厨房的灯就亮了，

and I hurried home like a thief. 我赶紧像个做贼的一样溜回了家。

Later, I saw her at the window, 后来，我看到她站在窗前，

looking at her clean driveway, then up and down the street, puzzled. 看着干干净净的车道，又纳闷地朝街两头望了望。

She'll never know. 她永远也不会知道是谁干的。

I've decided not to tell her. 我打定主意不告诉她了。

Some gifts are better without a name on them. 有些心意，不留名反而更好。