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The Room (in the Early Evenings)

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The Room In the Back of the Chinese Laundry
(In the Early Evenings)

In the beginning it wasn't so, but after Sunday
night became the norm, Su started coming to my
room on other nights, either with the permission
of her mother or in the presence of her mother,
she would tap on my door shortly after dinner
and one of the things she enjoyed was telling me
stories about her childhood in China; when she was
about seven, her family and other families in her
village were forced to move to allow for a
Government mandated expansion of a river project,
in the beginning no one wanted to move because
most had lived in that area for generations, but
after the Chinese Government had build them a new
village at a higher elevation, that was still close
to the river, the villages reluctance changed to
cooperation, it was during these story telling
times when I would massage Su's neck and back to
relax her after a long day of work in the laundry,
as these moment passed we were becoming more and
more attached to each other and the closer we got
we wanted to spend even more time together, of
course the Mom was close by to make sure we were
well behaved and respectful of each other and of
them, but I could sense that the Mom was more
comfortable with us being together, on occasion
she would laugh and smile and tease and I was
starting to feel like I was becoming a part of
the family.

JamesLee
5/2/16

  
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