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IT HAD BEEN ONE OR perhaps two hours since Mother went away. Ling retraced her steps down Huoping Road before midnight. For a long time, Mother had threatened to leave for good whenever she had fights with Father. This was the first time she actually did.
Ling had followed with tired eyes. She had stopped to smell the red bean pastries when a passing hawker asked if she wanted to buy a fresh-baked moon cake. Her stomach grumbled like an empty can for she had not eaten enough porridge for dinner. "No, thank you," she said, knowing she had no money to pay for the treat. That was the moment she lost sight of her mother at the bus station.
Ling was mad for ...