“I want to be an architect after I graduate.” That’s what Ruo remembered saying before the beatings came. His father was furious. “Have the Japanese bastards gotten into your head!” …
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Peter Pang has an unfortunate name, but Mr. and Mrs. Pang really thought Peter was a good name for their son. His name, though, was not really one of the …
Miyoh was never very good with unanswered questions. She despised secrets, and agonized over minutiae she knew to be false. So when her English teacher, Mrs. Meyers, explained the concept …
We walked close to each other to barricade against the wind that whipped hair over my face. His parents were about the only topic he avoided, and I was about …
It was Priya’s first invitation to an American wedding. She traced her finger over the elegant scroll script and the embossed cross on the invitation, then immediately checked “Accepts with …
Another winter is flowing through my life here, in this freezing country. Back in Hanoi, winter tends to arrive with the suddenness of the northeast monsoon squalls: one muggy evening, …
A girl stands next to her father, holding a spinning compass in a dark tunnel.
She spots a light ahead and points to it. They move toward it, slow, uncertain.
Madame Leung-Kett and her seven-year-old granddaughter, Blanche, were sitting at the dining table stuffing brand new money into red lai-see packets. ‘Chinese New Year bleeds me dry. Unmarried people make a …
At midnight, Zhou-Nan lay motionless on the cold cement floor. He couldn’t move. Even the slightest shift sent sharp pains coursing through his battered body. Blood seeped from his wounds. …
Hello? Can you still hear me? You said you wanted to know why your family left you in New York. Are you calling from there now? I’m sorry, these old …
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