"Mr. Lin, please take the book." The husband took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. I lowered my head and saw the word "harmony".
The doctor just said I'm pregnant this morning.
Snowy night, ruined temple. A hound lay at my feet. It licked my hand, then lay down outside the altar table to protect me from the wind and snow.
At dawn, I heard footsteps. One light and one heavy.
"Girl," the voice said, "can what you have in your bowl save my life?"
