tailieunhanh - TRUYỆN NGẮN BẰNG TIẾNG ANH - A TEST OF LOVE

TRUYỆN NGẮN BẰNG TIẾNG ANH A TEST OF LOVE- thử nghiệm tình yêu một câu chuyện cảm động dành cho những người đang yêu nhau | TRUYỆN NGẮN BẰNG TIÉNG ANH A TEST OF LOVE John Blanchard stood up from the bench straightened his Army uniform and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew but whose face he didn t the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued not with the words of the book but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book he discovered the previous owner s name Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one-month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A Romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph but she refused. She felt that if he really cared it wouldn t matter what she looked like. When the day finally came for him to return from Europe they scheduled their first meeting - 7 00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York. You ll recognize me she wrote by the red rose I ll be wearing on my lapel. So at 7 00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved but whose face he d never seen. I ll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened A young woman was coming toward me her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved a small provocative smile curved her lips. Going my way sailor she murmured. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her and then I saw

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