As she sat she thought and thought quick furtive thoughts.... of how how how and when could she move away from that place, move across the narrow streets of the city, and out into the fields of the countryside. It was too dark to see, but important to leave before dawn. Red that recedes like a shade in the dark, shouts in the daytime. She ought to have worn brown, her vanity tripping her up again. Her hands clasped the small bag of pearls, the only money she can bring back with her, the only reward for these weeks of stupid and vain adventure. Perhaps to bear fruit in the spring, if her mother forgives her and buys the see

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JWW (joined over 13 years ago)

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Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway.
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