With the American girl, I had a chance. Americans do not want to be racist. In Russia we do not care. We are racist.
We knew it was better just to ignore her, stay out of her way.
Leaving the house, I carried the can tight under my arm, like a football.
It was only after I left India—after I left my mother—that I began to sew.
There was nothing Tempo hated more than lying to a grown up, but she didn’t want to disappoint Joy, who’d done her a huge favor by even telling her about the babysitting in the first place.
But, then again, perhaps the cause of my tears was that all of the counseling the courts had forced me to undergo had just made me soft.
This year, in fact, he had made a list of eligible women and he would begin (after August vacation) to interview them, as it were.
“Butter is too bold,” Caroline announced, tossing the sheet of color samples to the floor. “In fact, this entire strip is too loud.”
The summer my father left us, our front yard was filled with deep, grave-sized pits.
The ice cream truck drives by every night around 10:15. Like an old tire, the music sounds like it could deflate and go out of tune at any moment.