跪求翻譯(英翻中)20點 - 手錶

Chapter2. THIS IS HOW TINGS ARE:Cold, from the grocery store, from thedairy aisle you walked down to pick up the yogurt, from the frozen-food aisle,its cases filled deep with frozen pizzas and ice cream in large roundcontainers. Cold, getting out of the truck, foot clinking over something metallic,piece of a car lying on the ground. Don’tstop to look. Walk up the stairs, Ray’s footsteps behing you. Listen to him pause,smilling at the one open apartment door, the Indian family on the second floor,always children running in and out, sometimes their TV turned up so loud atnight Ray has to go down there and knock on the door, say please turn it down?Thank you so much. “Wasthat guy in the parking lot looking at you?” Ray says when you walk into theapartment, as soon as the door thunks closed and he’s turned the locks, one,two, three. Better safe thn sorry, he always says. Shake your head no, no. Even if he did look, it would never be at you. Noone ever really looks at you. Rayputs the groceries away, yogurt in the fridge, his oatmeal in its individualpackets in the cabinet above the sink. Five apples, one for each day when hecomes home from work. Five TV dinners you’ll heat up at night for him to eatunless he brings something home. Hecomes over to the sofa. Holds out a glass of water so cold the sides arefrostry, ice cubes clinking inside. You’ve pulled your skirt up to your waist,arms resting by your sides, palms up and open. Waiting. “Good,”he says, and lies on top of you. Heavy and pushing, always pushing. “Good girl,Alice.” Afterward, he will give you the water and a container of yogurt. He willsit with one hand curled around your knee. You will watch TV together. He willtell you how lucky you are. “Yes,”you will say. “I know I am.”