Dorothy sits at her table. She picks up her pen. She writes: 'Dear Priya. I have to tell you the truth. Your first card was for Flat 7. I am in Flat 6. I am sorry I did not say this sooner.' She pushes the note under Priya's door. That night, Dorothy does not sleep. In the morning, she looks at the floor. There is no note.

Then she hears a knock. She opens the door. It is Priya. She is young and she is smiling. She has two cups of tea. 'I know,' Priya says. 'I knew in week two. But I liked writing to you.' Dorothy laughs. They sit together with their tea. Dorothy is happy. The note went to the wrong door, but she found a right friend.

도로시는 실수한 것을 인정하기 위해 이웃에게 쪽지를 쓰고, 놀라운 우정을 발견합니다.

6호실

혼자 사는 노부인이 새로운 이웃으로부터 온 친근한 쪽지를 발견합니다.

잘못된 문 아래의 쪽지

Not For Me

도로시는 프리야라는 여성으로부터 정체를 알 수 없는 쪽지를 받지만, 실수가 있었을지도 모른다고 깨닫습니다.

Every Tuesday Morning

Dorothy sits at her table. She picks up her pen. She writes: 'Dear Priya. I have to tell you the truth. Your first card was for Flat 7. I am in Flat 6. I am sorry I did not say this sooner.' She pushes the note under Priya's door. That night, Dorothy does not sleep. In the morning, she looks at the floor. There is no note.

Then she hears a knock. She opens the door. It is Priya. She is young and she is smiling. She has two cups of tea. 'I know,' Priya says. 'I knew in week two. But I liked writing to you.' Dorothy laughs. They sit together with their tea. Dorothy is happy. The note went to the wrong door, but she found a right friend.