Fiction | July 24, 2018

He was hungry, and his parents had said not to make a fuss. He was lucky to be in America. He must do well in school, they’d said, obey Uncle and Auntie, get accepted into an American college in two years. They had not said it, but he feared that they also expected him at that point to find an American girl to marry. Then, when they could, they would join him. Until then, he had to find a way to adapt. They were counting on him.

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