Lindo Jong

        My dauged to go to ow she is afraid.

        " if I blend in so ; averly asked me. " if t let me e back to ted States?"

        "o C; I told ;you dont eveo open your moutsider."

        " are you talking about?" ser likes to speak back. So question w I say.

        "Aii-ya," I said. "Even if you put on take off your makeup and    c belong."

        My daug look pleased o be C is so fas is too late. All tried to teacil so    to scalk to people in , eat, close lighink she    blend in? Only her skin and her hair are ese. Inside—she is all Ameri-made.

        Its my fault sed my co    bination: Ameri circumstances and Cer.    mix?

        I taugances ing s in line for a sco cry over t. You do not o sit like a Buddree letting pigeons drop ty business on your o keep tances somebody else gives you.

        S I couldnt teac Cer. o obey parents and listen to your mot to ss, to put your feelings beake advantage of unities.    o kno, never flas around like a c.

        No, t stick to oo busy d of tuck.

        "Finis; I told erday. "Dont t;

        "Dont be so old-fas; sold me, finis;Im my o;

        And I think, how    she be her own person? hen did I give her up?

        My daugting married a sed time. So so go to y parlor,     lahis backward old ese woman?

        "Auntie An-mei    cut me," I say.

        "Rory is famous," says my daug;;

        So I sit in Mr. Rorys cil I am t . ter criticizes me as if I    t;See s flat on one side," s;S and a perm. And tint in    at ;

        S Mr. Rory in t me in t really look at one anotalking. talk to tions. t otc turo t see ts.

        " it?" asked Mr. Rory.    uand Englising hicker and longer.

        "Ma,    it?" er translating Engliss: "Ss a soft    it too s. Otll be too tig    it to look kinky or ;

        And n too tig;

        I smile. I use my Ameri face. ts t uand. But inside I am being aser and I am proud of    s proud of me.

        Mr. Rory pats my    me.    my daugo my daug really displeases ;Its uny ;

        I smile, time    my daug pulls itself small just before it bites. No t;as!"

        So my daugy parlor. S    her.

        "t; ss to mine and tside in to look like a starved person. Ss    to mine, side by side, and    eache mirror.

        "You    see your cer in your face," I say to my daug t;You    see your future."

        " do you mean?" she says.

        And s.

        I am seeing myself and my mother, ba a, when I was a young girl.

        My motold me my fortune, er could lead to good and bad circumstances. Sting at able anding being on    day art of ten years by my t birt criticize me too muc my face.

        Souc;You are lucky," s;You s of meat at ttom, full of blessings. Some people are born so poor. to to t ears, but you must listen to your opportunities."

        S;You    too big, so your money    be running out. traigune. S luck."

        Sapped my ot too s, not too long. Our loy e, not cut off too soon, not so long ;

        S;e are t; cluded my mot;Pero me. But look at my er you o ;

        Sook my ed my face to;t, eager," s;t. t look do and turn te er-in-la;

        old me till so young. And eveo look more t up and looked surprised, I ed my eye to do too ed to feel unhappy.

        I ed us: a flood t caused my family to leave me be marriage to a family t did not    me, a er, a took me to a nery. S see o droop. o    still did not lose my o follo see t I ted my nose boung foro co give many to God for all our blessings, but I o subtrae for my nose.

        Its o keep your C to rue self. I paid an Ameri-raised Co show me how.

        "In America," s;you ot say you    to live t say you admire t say you    to be a sco teac you ;

        " s to learn?" I asked. "If tions, if I ot ans;

        &quion, you must say you    to study religion," said t girl. "Ameris all    ideas abion, so t and o t you."

        For anot o copy t to te Lindo Suo tE, I e May 11, 1918, er t to t doaiyuan, C to tION, I e student of theology.

        I gave t of addresses in San Francisco, people ions. And finally, trus for ces. "First," s;you must find a izen is best."

        S;C be    does not mean Caucasian. But if    a citizen, you sely do    matter iates. ake care of you in your old age, isnt t true?" And h laughed.

        "Be careful, t; s;ties t say no. You s married, you are religious, you kno is o ;

        I must ;Look    it is not supposed to do? And o    is an Ameri citizen and    do anyt s. It    ask its moto stay. Isnt t true?"

        But t is not telling truth?

        See rutill looks.    I give to you? ell your friends t I arrived iates on a slo from C true. I    t poor. I took a plane. I     me aelepor. But it is true I did not take test plaook t stopped everyime I arrived, I did not look sincerely glad to be here.

        ell people t I met your fat I broke open a fortune cookie and it said I     si true! Your fat a er, I e in t restaurant. t said "C; so only Ameris    t orn do is a Malds restaurant    says mai dong lou—"; "east," "building." All nonseracted only to derstand my real circumstances,    my Che way you are.

        ions. ties looked at my papers and stamped me in. I decided to go first to a San Francisco address given to me by t me doreet reet. I all building. t. Marys. Uen Cers, someone ;A Co Save Gs from Spiritual U 7 A.M. and 8:30 A.M." I memorized tion in case ties asked me . It ed on tside of a s building: "Save today for tomorro Bank of America." And I t to myself, t so dumb! today t c o be, noall building, fifty stories o-be work and look down on everybody.

        My daugher    make a good joke.

        So I kept , as trao a great Buddemple. But opped acks of tile roofs, no s ried to make everyty or an emperors tomb. But if you looked oend-pagodas, you could see treets became narroy. I t to myself,    Cs for t tead? O cave or a side it uff.

        So by time I found t to expeucside stairs and old me riged ime ing for me all o me, keeping    after I took t it and said, "Syaujye"—Miss—"arve on t; So I gave ;Aii, you t is so easy getting tion?" So I gave h.

        itment on ason Street. It ting on top of a little store. And t, I found a terrible job paying me seventy-five ts ao get a job as a salesgirl, but you o knoried for anotess, but ted me to rub my    aitutes in C address out o ionson and toisricts, souto make tune and ill o t-grandchildren.

        So my mot about my ory . Big black mac p little pancakes onto moving round griddles. t on ools, and as ttle pancakes    by,    griddle just as turned golden. e    a strip of paper is arms back just as it turned oo soon, you ,    doug if you grabbed too late, te t bend. And to takes in a barrel,    you because those only as scraps.

        After t day, I suffered ten red fingers. t a job for a stupid person. You o learn fast or your fingers urn into fried sausages. So t day only my eyes burned, from aki, my arms ac ready to catc just t moment. But by t    became mindless ice ained very feakes. But I suspected se te plump.

        "E; so me over teful to o discover    ;Did you ever termine someone elses fortune?" she asked.

        I didnt uand    aloud, first in Englis;Do not figy laundry in public. to t; translated in C;You s fig time. If you    dirty."

        I still did not kno of all evil. Look around you and dig deep." And t;Money is a bad influence. You bee restless and rob graves."

        " is t; I asked ting trips of paper in my pocket, tudy these classical Ameri sayings.

        "tunes," s;Ameri people te t;

        "But ;t make se forturus."

        "No, Miss," s;it is our bad fortuo be uo pay to get t;

        So t is    An-mei ie An-mei, noe useful in ch a husband.

        "E; An-mei said to me one day at our ;e to my c a citizen, but Im sure o make one." So t is     tin Jong, your fat    like my first marriage,    to marry o a.

        I kne rigonese!    s said: "e are not in arry t parts of C; See ie An-mei is from those old days.

        So , your fato speak to eacs. e    to Englisogeto eacimes taking out a piece of paper to e a Cer to s . At least o oget its o tell someones marriage iions tle signs—teasing, ts    is serious. But alk only in teac. I see rat. I see .

        But I saing place telep kno your fat or? You didnt knoher had so much hair?

        O later    t. It    so good. Even today, no I    speak too your fat find a better situation. But s as if    uand anything I said.

        Sometimes I o catc t in my mind. S;In tes in class. ts o trouble. You o start trouble to get to realize entions. Ot es to ;

        t evening An-mei and I    to une cookie papers, trying to find t instrus to give to your fatting aside o mig;Diamonds are a girls best friend. Dont ever settle for a pal." "If sucs are in your s time to be ; "fucius say a ell your al."

        e laug I kne one    said: "A     at ; I did not laug.

        After sc afternoon, I put my ten my ;s t; I cried. t t to your fat;E to see take t;

        I k did not e anyt in he piece of paper.

        " does it say?" I asked. I tried to act as if it did not matter. And    speak, I said, "translate, please."

        e smout. So I o marry    instead,    ;I dont knoonigionary. tell you tomorro;

        t day ;Lindo,    you spouse me?" And I laug    ly. So    if tentions must also be    o get married.

        One monter    d nine monter your fatizenson. I named on because I liked t;on." I ed to raise a son o myself, At last I ed. I er in a car act? So young! Only sixteen!

        ter inston ," to t er t you were born.

        I dont knoo c    damaged my t ed everyto be better. I ed you to    circumsta cer. I didnt    you tret anyts reet ed you to t I also kreet, soon you ake a piee h you.

        Mr. Rory is brus. Everything is black.

        "You look great, Ma," says my daug;Everyo ter."

        I look at my fa ty parlor mirror. I see my refle. I ot see my faults, but I ks. ter, it came from my circumstances. I look at my daug is t time I .

        "Ai-ya!    o your nose?"

        S; do you mean? Not; s;Its just t;

        "But    it crooked?" I ask. One side of .

        " do you mean?" s;Its your nose. You gave me t;

        " be? Its drooping. You must get plastic surgery and correct it."

        But my daugs    to my ;Dont be silly. Our nose isnt so bad," s;It makes us look devious." She looks pleased.

        " is t; I ask.

        "It means    our iions are different."

        "People    see t;

        My daug;ell, not everyt    kno;

        "t;

        "t ."

        I t our t my iions. ter? If you s alher.

        It is like o C year, after I    been t forty years. I aken off my fancy je    still, t one    Cill charged me high fn prices.

        So no did I lose?    did I get ba return? I will ask my daug shinks.

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        A Pair of tickets

        Jing-Mei oo

        te our train leaves ters S. I    feel tingling, my blood rus. I am being ese.

        "ot be ; my moteen and    I soever beloudied at a famous nursing setics. So t in : Once you are born C    feel and think ese.

        "Someday you ; said my mot;It is in your blood, ing to be let go."

        And ant tag of DNA suddenly triggered, replig itself insidiously into a syndrome, a cluster of telltale barrass me—ore oo t t lemon yello good binations for er clothes.

        But today I realize Ive never really kno means to be Cy-six years old. My motrain, carrying o a.

        e are first going to Guangzy-t ,    kno of seeing    or if its because    noo button er and pat ting across from eaced by a little table ea. For t time I    ever remember, my fatears in    train ioned field of yelloracks, lo on tober m. And I t y eyes, as if I ime ago, and    fotten.

        Iells me is o ton t seems all ties I    Ser    in Guangzy t time.

        ttle babies so abandon on a road as s old me about ters, so tting on tening to bombs ance    red thumbs.

        And it    someone fouer came from So my mot    t tical sisters transf from little babies into six-year-old girls. In my mind, ted o eac a table, taking turns ain pen. One e a    ro Mama. e are alive. Ser te:e get us. Please hurry.

        Of course t kno my mot. One minute salking to my fat tenants upstairs, sco evict te relatives from ute s, groping for tly to ttering hands.

        So my fat oo open tter, a loer it turned out. And true mot a framed picture of old    time my mot sao whey were finally found.

        And tter    so mucers calling my mot ter to my motie Lindo and asked o e bad tell my sisters, i    my mother was dead.

        But instead Auntie Lindo took tter to tie Ying and Auntie An-mei ragedy, of losing my mot    ther could fulfill her dream.

        So t te to my sisters in S;Dearest Daugoo ten you in my memory or in my . I never gave up     to tell you everyt my life since I last sa to tell you to see you in C; t hers name.

        It    until all t t told me about my sisters, tter te back.

        "t; I murmured. And I ers noen or eleven, jumping up and doed t ther was dead.

        " ing in a letter?" said Auntie Lindo. "S be to tell t; And I t s.

        But tarted dreaming, too, of my moters and    o be found, I    ers at t. tanding on tiptoes, looking anxiously, sing from one dark o anot off tantly, tical worried look.

        "Jyejye, Jyejye. Sister, Sister. e are ; I saw myself saying in my poor version of ese.

        "; till smiling, to stand be a bit, to tease a little and make peoples patience pull a little on ts. I ers s hiding.

        "O must be Mama, no?" one of my sisters ing to anotely engulfed in a tos. And t, too, ains of gifts, food, and toys for    sale—ss er turning to sers, "Calvin Klein, 100% ;

        I imagined myself starting to say, "Sisters, I am sorry, I ; and before I could tell t in my face—ted in pain, as tting ba the plane and ing home.

        After I imes— from o anger—I begged Auntie Lindo to e anotter. And at first she refused.

        " e t; said Auntie Lindo ubborn look.

        "But its cruel to ; I said. "s just me, te me."

        "e you? ot be." S;You are ter, t;

        "You dont uand," I protested.

        " I dont uand?" she said.

        And I    s appreciate ;

        And Auntie Lindo looked satisfied and sad at time, as if true and I . S doter. Sears in    tten t    to read it.

        "t; I whispered.

        t t buildings, old factories, and tracks and more tracks filled rains like ours passing by in te dire. I see platforms croern clots tle cops and pants t stop mid-calf. e are in Guangzhou.

        Before train even es to a stop, people are bringing dos. For a moment tcases laden s to relatives, ring to keep tents from spilling out, plastic bags filled ables and packages of dried mus in a stream of people rusil ing to go toms. I feel as if I ting on to bus in San Francisco. I am in C bot feels rigart pusoo.

        I take out tion forms and my passport. "oo," it says at top, and belo, "June May," ; in 1951. I oms people ion ure, my c bad artfully styled. I am ed t in October. And noo dark circles and everyt like layers of grease. So today my face is plain, unadorned except for a t of s on my forehead and nose.

        Even    makeup, I could never pass for true d five-foot-six, and my    I am eye level only ourists. My motold me my    came from my grandfat;t yrandmotold me," explained my mot;But no is too late to ask s, your uncles, and tions in one instant."

        Ster-of-factly t I t sten over any grief shey were all dead.

        "Maybe t t; I suggested.

        "No," said my mot;Our    you and I."

        "But ;

        "ot be," said my motime almost angrily. And to talk as if srying to remember    back to t    looking up to     a    t, ories of burnt bricks and o to to sleep in, really just a metal frame ted up at one er. And a book, I dont knoeacup tle girl, I    doll, seeing it all alone in tore    it for me. It    could turn its legs and arms. t my family o my you niece, because s doll     doll, s ing togets ;

        toms bootares at my dots, t me briefly, and s stamps everyternly nods me along. And soon my fatcases. I feel lost and my father looks helpless.

        "Excuse me," I say to a man ell me axi?"    sounds Swedisch.

        "Syau Yen! Syau Yen!" I    from be beret is ic bag filled ris. I guess srying to sell us somet my fataring do tiny sparroing into tle boy.

        "Aiyi! Aiyi!"—Auntie Auntie!—ly.

        "Syau Yen!" y great-aunt. I ts funny s called my fat;Little ild Goose." It must be o disce gs from stealing children.

        t aking turns saying, "Look at you! You are so old. Look ; t time, and I bite my lip, trying not to cry. Im afraid to feel t our arrival in Somorrow,    will feel.

        Nos to a Polaroid picture of my fat pictures one as sure to my fatter, my fatel oo meet us. I ers    t.

        It is only t I remember t to take a picture of my fat t t. Its not too late.

        "and toget; I say, . Aiyi and my fatill stand close togeture, . t reverentially quiet. Aiyi is only five years older ty-seven. But s, se, eetories of yself.

        Noo me: "Jandale." So big already. S me, at my full , and to ic bag—s to us, I —as if s so me, no I am so old and big. And turns me around. A man and ies are s;A; t son and andio ttle girl rodus go by so fast, all I kno one of ter, tle girl is Lili, Aiyis great-granddaughter.

        Aiyi and my fat from t t of tonese of tand only Mandarin but t speak it t rained in Mandarin, exc people from top only occasionally to talk to t of us, sometimes in tonese, sometimes in English.

        "O is as I suspected," says my faturning to me. " summer." And I already uood t dont knoions and translators had run amok.

        "; I say to ttle girl. "My name is Jing-mei." But ttle girl squirms to look ao laug. I try to tonese o uff I learned from friends in Co all I    terms for bodily funs, and s p;tastes good," "tastes like garbage," and "s; And tely jumps for , and flasootake ture sandio me, jumping and giggling every few seds as sche greenish film.

        By time o tel, Lili is igo my hand, pulling me along.

        In taxi, Aiyi talks nonstop, so I o ask    t sights assing by.

        "You e and said you ; says Aiyi to my fatated tone. "One day! oiso call us welep;

        My    races a little. I ie Lindo told my sisters el in Shanghai?

        Aiyi tio sy fat;I    turned rying to t o take toiso Guangz yart."

        And norucks and buses, antly. e seem to be on some sort of long freey. I    see roer roments, eactered    to dry on tig t must be doo looks like a major Ameri city, ru going on every of ty, I see scores of little sers and ss front laced ogetic strips. Men and anding on narroforms, scraping t safety straps or s. Ohink.

        Aiyis s;So it is a s see our village, our e successful, selling etables in t. e    feo build a big ories, all of neer. You Ameris arent to get ric;

        taxi stops and I assume    t at t Regency. "t C; I    loud. And to;t be tel." I quickly pull out our itinerary, travel tickets, and reservations. I ly instructed my travel agent to cy-to-forty-dollar range. Im sure of t says on our itinerary: Garden el, ravel agent ter be prepared to eat tra, ts all I o say.

        tel is magnifit. A bellboy plete o carry s into tel looks like an y of saurants all encased in granite and glass. And rat t must give Aiyi, t    our luxuries even for one night.

        But o tion desk, ready to ake, it is firmed. Our rooms are prepaid, ty-four dollars eaced by our temporary surroundings. Lili is looking    an arcade filled h video games.

        Our or, and t us oor door ss, everybody bees very quiet, and    on w sounds like relieved voices. I or ride.

        Our rooms are o eacical. taupe. television e-trol panels built into table bet-in    bar or stocked tles of Jos of M & Ms, ed case bars. And again I say out loud, "t C;

        My fato my room. "t stay ," ;trouble t ime to talk."

        " about dinner?" I ask. I    real any days already, a big ba eaming out of a carved er melon, che works.

        My fat to a travel & Leisure magazine. s to t;t t," says my father.

        So its decided. e are going to dionigh our family, sharing hamburgers, french fries, and apple pie ?la mode.

        Aiyi and er a    ride on train, Im eager for a shes.

        tel tle packets of send color of , I this is a. And I rub some in my damp hair.

        Standing in t time Ive been by myself in    instead of feeling relieved, I feel forlorn. I t    activating my genes and being C s.

        Riger my mot of t couldnt be anso force myself to grieve more. It seemed as if I ed to sustain my grief, to assure myself t I had cared deeply enough.

        But noions mostly because I    to kno    pork stuff so make t exture of sa?        all t ers? All times    me,    t I ?

        At one oclo to tapping sounds on t self. Im sitting on t one of t to me. too, spra o a little table, looking very sleepy. And my fataring out tapping    time I listened my fatelling Aiyi about    saer got a post    my moter fled togeto So try to find my mot traveled eventually to ton and to o San Francisco….

        "Suyuan didnt tell me srying all to find ers,"    voice. "Naturally, I did not discuss ers    s t;

        "; asks Aiyi. ";

        I am s of tory from my mothers friends.

        "It ook over K; says my father.

        "Japanese in K; says Aiyi. "t    be. to K;

        "Yes, t is ed. I kno time. tang often told us    say. But o Kon railal."

        Aiyi looks astonis;If people did not kno;

        "An officer of taly ;Suyuans    officers and t to be killed. So s, sers and fled on foot. t even one year old."

        "; sig;then she yawns again.

        " ; sen carefully. I    t;Sister" to address t no to knoheir names.

        "t; says my fat;And t;

        " do t; I ask.

        "A; My faters on t;One means Spring Rain, t; ;because t, dont you t;

        I nod my oo. But it falls forays thing deeply, noisily. She is asleep.

        "And ; I whisper.

        " Suyuan, " ing more invisible cers on t;te it in C mean Long-Ce a faname, not so ordinary like flo cer, it mean sometten. But to e Suyuan. Souly t te." es trokes of anoter. "t part look tten. But t part add to first part make t angry ell ;

        My fat me, moist-eyed. "See, I pretty clever, too, ;

        I nod,    ;And    my name," I ask, ";

        "Your name also special,"    somet;Jing like excellent jing. Not just good, its sometial, t quality. Jing is good leftover stuff ies out of somet. So —just pure essence. Aer. "

        I t ter ed my mot iny Aiyi stirs suddenly, o ansion. Ss in ug o the chair.

        "So o knooo.

        "Long time I ; says my fat;But t letter from ers in Salk to Auntie Lindo, all t s;

        " ;

        "Your mot; begins my father.

        "No, tell me in C; I interrupt. "Really, I    uand."

        o talk, still standing at to t.

        After fleeing Krying to find a main road.    o catcruck or o catcil sationed.

        So t, to barter rides all t, I    o trade t and jade ring. ther.

        By traded notrucks. trucks ruso stop. So your motart of dysentery pains in omach.

        ers grecases. And ters burst and began to bleed. After a cases beer s flour and rid kept o tle girls, until sh pain and fever.

        Finally, t one more step left io carry to t, from starvation, or from t behind her.

        Sook t of t t to t. ting to be picked up again. And t bear to ch her.

        S going by. "take my babies, I beg you," so t tared back y eyes and opped.

        S again. time a man turned around, and errible expression—your mot looked like deatself—she shivered and looked away.

        , sore open tuffed je of one baby and money uo    and dre tos of ure of ure of e on t;Please care for t is safe to e, if y to So give you a generous reward. Li Suyuan and ang Fuc;

        And toucold    to cry. So find t looking back, sumbling and g, t    ers hing else.

        S remember ion s, o scream, to Budd    t of an Ameri missionary lady bent over alking to    uand. A sand. S oo late to go bad save her babies.

        er sold o e so far, to lose so muco find nothing.

        I met al. S, o move, ery , my missing toe, o herself, mumbling.

        "Look at t; sime. It in, quite dirty, but t it iful dress.

        "Look at t; sy fad ;Do you see my foolis;

        "I t I    everyt t; s;And I ;

        "But no soil.

        It    ; t er told your sisters ting obediently le fairy queens ing for to arrive.

        tone cave. t in and around K t ter t of t on times t tragedy to leave beook back to tely painted set of rice botle footstool    cuss. And o ers.

        ter in ts like tures, k    until many mo Mei g on these baby girls like her own.

        In 1952 Mei ime to find your sisters true family.

        Sure of told to a great family and sake to see true mots. Mei Cold t t s. Sed to    titled to—a better life, a fine ed    ay on as tain t.

        Of course, ely different. It e of a factory building, retly structed, and none of t    spot.

        Mei oturo t same pla 1945 in ers.

        Your motayed in Cil 1947. e    to many different cities—back to Ko C of one er of tle girls. Later    to    in 1949 for ted States, I t. But    t, At last, t.

        ters could be opees, se immediately to old friends in S knoold me. But of course, by treet ook many years to find a tact. And e asking o look for ers, e bad said ttom of ters ill alive?

        So e did not look. Finding babies lost during tter of foolision, and sime for t.

        But every year, your mote to different people. And t year, I t a big idea in o go to e, "ing, oo late, before oo old." And I told oo old, it oo late.

        I just t sed to be a tourist! I didnt knoo go and look for ers. So oo late, t must    a terrible t in    ers migy gre killed her.

        Maybe it    o find ers. Because after your mote saers, by c tment Store on Nanjing Dong Road. S oget t remie of your mother.

        S first, because Mei oted. "Are you not ang C; sed, because tten on to, a po of a young man and ill    parents, ill roaming them.

        At t, I am exed. I could not sleep last nigo my room at tantly fell asleep on one of t of a lumberjack. I lay a my motory, realizing     my sisters and I    her.

        And no t, after s all t o some at airports, knoory and saying good-bye before I o knoer.

        Aiyi smiles at me as    for ate to be called. S one arm around    seems. And ts time. As ime aer ting area, I get to anotcickets to Swo here.

        takes off. I y eyes. o t our mothers life? here should I begin?

        "ake up,    pounding in my t. I look out ts gray outside.

        And noeps of to tarmad too be to even feel my feet. I am just moving somehow.

        Somebody ss, "S; And t    same look on    errible ordeal and were    is over.

        And I knos not my mot it is ternoon, for sucime, t s and lauging to make sure it rue.

        And no t beyond te, oions and expectations fotten.

        "Mama, Mama," we all murmur, as if she is among us.

        My sisters look at me, proudly. "Meimei jandale," says one sister proudly to t;Little Sister ; I look at tray mot till look familiar. And no of me is C is so obvious. It is my family. It is in our blood. After all t    finally be let go.

        My sisters and I stand, arms around eacears from eac. My sisters and I cly togeto see w develops.

        to t colors of our t once. And alt speak, I kno: togeto see, at last, her long-cherished wish.
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