●JL의 한 페이지 영어소설 (1)
초단편 영어소설 (영어 +한글)
< I’ll Find You Tomorrow/ 내일은 당신을 찾을게>
He showed a photograph to passing strangers and asked if they had seen his wife.
그는 지나가는 사람들에게 사진 한 장을 보여주며 자신의 아내를 본 적이 있는지 물었다.
“She has dementia,” he said. “I’m afraid she’s lost and can't find her way home.”
“아내가 치매를 앓고 있어요,” 그가 말했다. “길을 잃어서 집을 못 찾고 있는 것 같아요.”
People stopped and peered at the photo with a puzzled expression.
사람들은 멈춰 서서 의아한 표정으로 사진을 자세히 들여다보았다.
“Is this really your wife?” a young woman asked, her eyes searching his face.
“정말 이분이 아내가 맞나요?” 한 젊은 여성이 노인의 얼굴을 유심히 살펴보며 물었다.
The old man nodded.
노인은 고개를 끄덕였다.
He believed every word he said.
그는 자신이 하는 말 하나하나를 진실이라고 믿고 있었다.
After a while, he stopped asking people and wandered through the streets alone.
잠시 후 그는 더 이상 사람들에게 묻지 않고 혼자 거리를 헤매기 시작했다.
A police car pulled up next to him.
경찰차 한 대가 그의 곁에 멈춰 섰다.
An officer stepped out and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.
경찰이 차에서 내려 그의 어깨에 부드럽게 손을 얹었다.
“You’re here again today,” he said kindly. “Let me take you home.”
“오늘도 여기 계셨네요,” 그가 다정하게 말했다. “집에 모셔다 드릴게요.”
“Have you seen my wife?” the old man asked, his voice shaking.
“제 아내를 보셨나요?” 노인은 떨리는 목소리로 물었다
The officer studied the old man’s heartbroken face with compassion, then made a phone call.
노인의 상심한 얼굴을 측은히 바라보던 경찰은 어디론가 전화를 걸었다.
“Mom, I found Grandpa,” the officer said.
“엄마, 할아버지 찾았어요,” 경찰이 말했다.
“He was wandering around again. I’m bringing him home now.”
“또 돌아다니고 계셨어요. 지금 집으로 모시고 가는 중이에요.
The woman smiling in the photograph was his wife, who had passed away at a young age.
사진 속에서 웃고 있는 여자는 젊은 나이에 세상을 떠났던 그의 아내였다.
He whispered to the old, faded black-and-white photograph, his voice tinged with sadness.
낡고 빛바랜 흑백 사진을 바라보며, 그는 슬픈 목소리로 속삭였다.
"Where are you now? I promise I'll find you tomorrow, and bring you home."
지금 어디에 있는 거야? 내일은 내가 꼭 당신을 찾아 집으로 데려올게.”
Flash Fiction
I’ll Find You Tomorrow
He showed a photograph to passing strangers and asked if they had seen his wife.
“She has dementia,” he said. “I’m afraid she’s lost and can't find her way home.”
People stopped and peered at the photo with a puzzled expression.
“Is this really your wife?” a young woman asked, her eyes searching his face.
The old man nodded. He believed every word he said.
After a while, he stopped asking people and wandered through the streets alone.
A police car pulled up next to him. An officer stepped out and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.
“You’re here again today,” he said kindly. “Let me take you home.”
“Have you seen my wife?” the old man asked, his voice shaking.
The officer studied the old man’s heartbroken face with compassion, then made a phone call.
“Mom, I found Grandpa,” the officer said. “He was wandering around again. I’m bringing him home now.”
The woman smiling in the photograph was his wife, who had passed away at a young age.
He whispered to the old, faded black-and-white photograph, his voice tinged with sadness.
"Where are you now? I promise I'll find you tomorrow, and bring you home."
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