Yusra planned a garage sale before her move to a new apartment. She set up tables in her driveway early Saturday morning. Boxes of old dishes, books, and clothes covered every table.
尤斯拉在搬进新公寓之前，计划办一场庭院旧物出售。星期六一大早，她在自家车道上摆好了桌子。一箱箱旧碗碟、书和衣服堆满了每一张桌子。
Among the boxes, Yusra found her grandmother's teapot. It was white with small blue flowers painted on the side. She almost put it in a box for sale.
在那些箱子中间，尤斯拉发现了外婆的茶壶。它是白色的，侧面画着小小的蓝花。她差点把它放进了待售的箱子里。
By noon, many people walked through the sale. One woman picked up the teapot and looked at it carefully. "How much for this teapot?" she asked. "It's lovely."
到了中午，许多人逛过了这场旧物出售。一位女士拿起茶壶，仔细端详。“这个茶壶多少钱？”她问，“真可爱。”
Yusra paused before answering. She thought about her grandmother's kitchen and all those Sunday visits.
尤斯拉没有马上回答。她想起了外婆的厨房，想起了那一个个星期天的探望。
"I'm sorry," Yusra said. "That one isn't for sale after all." The woman smiled and picked up a different teapot instead.
“对不起，”尤斯拉说，“这个终究是不卖的。”那位女士笑了笑，转而拿起了另一个茶壶。
Yusra carried her grandmother's teapot back inside the house. She wrapped it carefully in a towel. That evening, she placed the wrapped teapot in a special box.
尤斯拉把外婆的茶壶抱回了屋里。她用毛巾小心地把它包好。那天晚上，她把包好的茶壶放进了一个特别的盒子里。
