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The last time Evelyn laid eyes on him, he was sucking his thumb furiously, his blanket tangled around his little body, sweat making his soft blonde hair curl. Dozing in…
Just below the surface, the round eyes look up into hers. Then, with the deftness of a jeweler’s hand, one tentacle chooses an immaculately white pebble…and deposits it on her…
Nine-year-old Min followed his uncle along a rugged path. Brimming with excitement, he anticipated the reunion with his family. Since before he turned five, his parents, dodging the family planning…
Nobody in this room believes any of these words you are telling us. It’s all bullshit. And we have heard enough.
A nuanced short story where professional persistence meets personal resolve in a quest for unattainable antiques.