Now, on any given day, you could find my siblings and I curled up in some part of our apartment reading, sometimes unhappily, because on summer days in New York City, the fire hydrant blasted, and to our immense jealousy, we could hear our friends down there playing in the gushing water, their absolute joy making its way up through our open windows.
Svaki ste dan mogli pronaći moju braću, sestre i mene sklupčane u nekom dijelu stana kako čitamo. Ponekad nam to nije bilo drago jer je u vruće ljetne dane u New Yorku iz hidranta lijevala voda, a mi smo mogli, na našu neizmjernu zavist, čuti naše prijatelje na ulici kako se igraju mlazovima vode. Njihova je radost nalazila put kroz otvorene prozore.