Wednesday at Chaucers I was digging through the fiction for a Christmas Eve book. 서가에서 엘리자베스 하드윅스의 <잠 못 이루는 밤>을 꺼냈는데 어깨를 두드리는 느낌이 들었습니다. Startled, I turned to face an older man in a gray sweater, the kind with a ribbed neck, and a salt and pepper beard.