¼ÛÀ̸¦ ´Ã ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´Â ÇØ¸®°¡ ¹ß·»Å¸ÀÎÀ» °è±â·Î ±¸È¥À» ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. Harry came to school the next morning with a special homemade valentine. There was a big heart painted on it with red fingernail polish. »¡°£»ö ¸Þ´ÏÅ¥¾î·Î Å« ÇÏÆ®¸¦ Á÷Á¢ ±×·È³ªº¾´Ï´Ù. valentineÀ̶ó°í Çϸé, »ó´ë¹æ¿¡°Ô ÁÙ ¹°°ÇÀ̳ª Ä«µåµîÀ» ¸»ÇÏ´Â °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù. homemade´Â ¾Æ½ÃÁÒ? ÆÄ´Â °Å ¸»°í, Áý¿¡¼ Á÷Á¢ ¸¸µé¾ú´Ù´Â°ÅÁÒ. ¸Þ´ÏÅ¥¾î´Â nail polish¶ó°íµé ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. "I'm asking Song Lee today," Harry said. ¼ÛÀÌÇÑÅ× ¹°¾îº¼°Å¾ß. "Asking her what?" I whispered. ¹»? whisper´Â ¾Æ½ÃÁö¿ä? ³·°Ô ¼Ó»èÀ̴°Å. "You'll see." µÎ°íº¸¸é ¾Ë¾î. ÇØ¸®°¡ Doug¿¡°Ô ÀÚ½ÅÀÌ ¸¸µç Ä«µå¸¦ °Ç³×ÁÖ¸é¼, ±× ¿·ÀÚ¸®¿¡ ¾ÉÀº ¼ÛÀÌ¿¡°Ô ÀüÇØ´Þ¶ó°í ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. "Pass this to Song Lee," Harry whispered. Doug°¡ ÀüÇØÁÖ¸é¼ Ä«µå¸¦ Àо´Ï´Ù. ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î¼ µÎ¹øÀ» ÀнÀ´Ï´Ù. Twice. I couldn't believe it the first time. Harry wanted to marry Song Lee! Á¶±Ý ÈÄ¿¡ ¼ÛÀ̰¡ ´äÀåÀ» º¸³À´Ï´Ù. ÀÌ ¶§´Â Doug°¡ ´äÀåÀ» º¸Áö ¾Ê°í Á÷Á¢ ÇØ¸®¿¡°Ô °Ç³×ÁÝ´Ï´Ù. A few minutes later, a note came back. I decided not to unfold it. Song Lee's answer was private. fold´Â Á¢´Â´Ù´Â ¶æÀ̰í, unfold´Â ±× ¹Ý´ë¸»ÀÌÁÒ. ¼ÛÀ̸¦ ¹«Ã´ Á¸ÁßÇØÁÖ´Â ¸ð½ÀÀ» º¾´Ï´Ù. ¼ÛÀÌ´Â °÷°÷¿¡¼ ¸ðµç ¾ÆÀ̵鿡°Ô »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ°í Á¸ÁßÀ» ¹Þ´Â ¾ÆÀ̷ΠǥÇö µË´Ï´Ù. Á¡½É ½Ã°£ÀÌ µÇ¾î¼, ¿©ÀÚ¾ÆÀ̵éÀÌ hop scotch(»ç¹æÄ¡±â ³îÀÌ¿Í À¯»ç)¸¦ ÇÏ¸ç ³î°í ÀÖÀ» ¶§, ÇØ¸®°¡ ¼ÛÀÌ¿¡°Ô ´Ù°¡°¡¼ ¸»À» °Ç³Ü´Ï´Ù. 'Song Lee," he said. "Do you want to get married on Valentine's Day?" "Harry," Song Lee said, "I tell you in my note. We are not grown-up. My aunt get married last summer but she was twenty-two. I am just seven and a half now." ÇØ¸®°¡ ¹ß·»Å¸Àε¥ÀÌ¿¡ ½ÄÀ» ¿Ã¸®ÀÚ°í Çϴϱî, ¼ÛÀ̰¡ ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. ³»°¡ ÂÊÁö¿¡´Ù ¸»ÇßÀó¾Æ. ¿ì¸° ¾ÆÁ÷ ¾î¸¥ÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¾ß. ¿ì¸® À̸𰡠À۳⿩¸§¿¡ °áÈ¥Çߴµ¥, ³ªÀ̰¡ ½º¹° µÑÀ̾ú¾î. ³ª´Â ÀÌÁ¦ °Ü¿ì 7¼¼ ¹ÝÀΰÉ. Harry shrugged. "So? I'm eight and I've been to three weddings. We could have our own ceremony, ourselves!" "We could?" Song Lee replied. shrug¶ó´Â ¸»Àº ¾ç ¾î±ú¸¦ Ãß½º·Á ¿Ã¸®´Â ÇൿÀ¸·Î, »ó´ë¹æÀÇ ¸»À̳ª ÇൿÀ» ÀÌÇØ ¸øÇÒ ¶§ ¾²±âµµ ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. ÇØ¸®°¡, ÀÚ±â´Â ¿©´ü»ìÀ̰í, °áÈ¥½Ä¿¡ 3¹øÀ̳ª °¬¾úÀ¸¸ç(°áÈ¥½Ä¿¡ ´ëÇØ ¹» Á» ¾È´Ù´Â Ç¥ÇöÀ̰ÚÁÒ) ¿ì¸®µµ ¿ì¸®³¢¸® °áÈ¥½ÄÀ» ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù°í ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. ÇØ¸®ÀÇ ¼øÁøÇÏ°í ±Í¿©¿î ¸»¿¡, ´õ õÁø½º·± ´ë´äÀ» ÇÏ´Â ¼ÛÀÌ ÀÔ´Ï´Ù. "¿ì¸®µµ ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù°í?" ±×¸®°í´Â ¼ÛÀ̰¡ Àڱ⠾ö¸¶ÇÑÅ× ¸ÕÀú Çã¶ôÀ» ¹Þ¾Æ¾ßÇÑ´Ù°í ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. "I think I should ask Mother first. If she gives me permission, then I marry you, Harry." give permissionÀº Çã¶ôÇÏ´Ù´Â ¶æÀÔ´Ï´Ù. allow¿Í °°Àº ¶æÀÔ´Ï´Ù. If she allows me ¶ó°íµµ ¾µ ¼ö ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù. ¼ÛÀÌ ¾ö¸¶°¡ Çã¶ôÀ» Çß½À´Ï´Ù. ¼ÛÀ̾ö¸¶ÀÇ Åµµ°¡ Àý ³î¶ó°Ô Çß½À´Ï´Ù. ^^* ¼ÛÀ̰¡ ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. "It is okay to pretend we get married. Mother is making me veil out of old lacy white curtain from...bathroom." Then she giggled. °áÈ¥½Ä Èä³»¸¸ ³»´Â °ÍÀº ±¦Âú´Ù´Â °Ì´Ï´Ù. ÇØ¼, ¼ÛÀÌ ¾ö¸¶°¡ ÈÀå½Ç¿¡¼ ¾²´ø ¿À·¡µÈ ·¹À̽º ĿưÀ» ¸é»çÆ÷·Î ¾²¶ó°í ¸¸µé¾î Á̴ּä´Ï´Ù. giggleÀº űű °Å¸®¸ç ¿ô´Â °Ì´Ï´Ù. ¾ÆÀÌµé ¸ð½ÀÀÌ Âü ±Í¿±ÁÒ? ¿À´©À̸¾´ÔÀÇ Àº¼ÛÀ̵µ Ä¿¼ ÀÌ·¸°Ô µÇ´Â°Å ¾Æ´Õ´Ï±î? ³µ¥¾øÀÌ Áý¿¡ ¿Í¼, ¹ÝÀÇ ³²ÀÚ¾Ö¶û °áÈ¥½Ä ÇØ¾ßµÇ´Âµ¥ Çã¶ôÇØ ´Þ¶ó°í ¸»ÀÔ´Ï´Ù. ¤»¤»¤» ´ÙÀ½ ¹ø¿¡ °è¼ÓÇØ¼ ³¡³»°Ú½À´Ï´Ù.


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