Waiting Between the Trees
. I t notole a jar and poured ttes out onto treets. e ran doo a large reet, ted along ter. e scooped up cups of dirty er, o find a fisreasure. e found notreets.
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often, I t jade jar, treasure I did not know I was holding in my hand.
t t house.
I een. It my youngest aunt got married. Sired to t of her new family.
Many of ting family members lingered at our ting around table in ting peanuts, peeling oranges, and laugoed s neher, so I called him Uncle. his face was reddened from drinking whiskey.
quot;Ying-ying,quot; o me as ;Maybe you are still it so?quot;
I looked around table, smiling at everyone because of ttention given to me. I t reat from a large sack o. I ened cookies. But a ermelon and put it on table h a loud pung.
quot;Kai g;—Open termelon— fruit.
ty puso eet table laug, because at t time I did not understand.
Yes, it is true I I . I did not kno open t ermelon. I did not understand until six monter o me t o kai gwa.
t even today I cannot speak after my youngest aunts o kno happened.
Most of tives t morning. And by ters and I ting at table, drinking tea and eating roasted ermelon seeds. My ers gossiped loudly, heir flesh in a pile.
My ers o as good as ours. My ers did not knoer of my fathers wife.
quot;reat you like a servant…quot; cer upon hers choice.
quot;A madness on ; retorted ter.
ired of teasing one anoted to marry.
quot;I kno; I told