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我的妹夫打开我妹妹书桌最底下的抽屉，拿出一个裹着纸片的小包。“这个，”他说，“不是一张纸片，而是一件女士内衣，”“他弄掉纸片，把它递给我。这是件精致的女士内衣，它是用手工缝制的丝制品，齐整的镶着蛛网似的花边。衣服上甚至还钉着数额惊人的价格标签。”“这是我和简第一次去纽约的时候买的，至少是八九年以前了，她从来没有穿过，她一直在等一个特殊的场合。我想，现在该是时候了。”“他从我手上拿过内衣，把它和其他一些衣服一起摆到床上，我们要把它们带到殡仪馆。他的手在那柔软的面料上摩擦了一会儿，然后砰的关上抽屉，转过来对我说。“千万别珍藏什么东西去等一个合适的机会，你活着的每一天都是一个机会。” My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister's bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. "This," he said, "is not a slip(纸片). This is lingerie(女士内衣)." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It was exquisite(精致的); silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb (蜘蛛网，蛛丝)of lace(花边). The price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached. "Jan bought this the first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years ago. She never wore it. She was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is the occasion." He took the slip from me and put it on the bed with the other clothes we were taking to the mortician(殡葬员). His hands lingered on the soft material for a moment, then he slammed the drawer shut and turned to me. "Don't ever save anything for a special occasion. Every day you're alive is a special occasion." | 
