Нужен перевод текста не с переводчика!!this morning my husband announced that he'd had an exciting letter from a woman called dorothy addeo . she has written: the fact is mr broadway your hame in leicester has been identified a...

Нужен перевод текста не с переводчика!! this morning my husband announced that he'd had an exciting letter from a woman called dorothy addeo . she has written: the fact is mr broadway your hame in leicester has been identified as a possible location for an extraordinary future event. i tried to guess what this extraordinary event could be . a millennium celebration , perhaps? dorothy's letter continued : it's morning , mr broadway . you're at home getting ready to star the day . deciding what to have for breakfast , perhaps , or what to wear for work . suddenly a commotion in the streer draws you do the window . you see a security van outside . out steps a distinguished , silver - haired gentleman with a locked box . with guards on each side , he walks directly to your door. the doorbell rings. when you open the door , dave sayer of the publishers' clearing house prize patrol greets you with , mr broadway you're our newest multimillionaire. and i've broughr all your millions . with that , he unlocks the box and demonstrates 2,200,000 in cash , right there before your eyes! i 'll bet you never thought you 'd live to see that much money all at once - in cash!dorothy is getting so excited , that dave sayer goes on writing the letter.he writes to my husband : dear winner candidate . if you are our 2,200,000 winner , we'd soon be at your door , along with a tv news team , to record the winning moment . as a friend and potential millionaire , you understand that the only way we can afford to give away so much money is to sell magazines . at this point i stopped reading dave's letter and glanced at a sheet of stamp-sized magazine covers . among them i fond a stamp , for london review of books. i tore if off and stuck it on the prizewinners' acceptance coupon. from now on i 'll keep watch at my window every morning , eagerly waiting a commotion in the street