vehisbrokenenglish.buthesffedattheidea.“ybeillspelleandshoble.

onesundayinthespringof1983,iallbookstorethatsoldusedpaperbaovietheaterjusttrakontboulevard.itoldbabaidbeoutiesandheshrugged.hehadbeenontandhadthedayoff.ijayontboulevardaerfast&easy,alittlegroeseuple,.ands.heyed.“heslikesix

lliondollarnnoe,laughingtoothlessly.“reersixlliondollarn,ar”then.ion.

irsteryingandglassbreaking.idroppedthebookandhurriedacrossthestreet.ifoundthenguyensbehier,allthesagazinerack,abrokenjarofbeefjerky,andshardsofglassatbabasfeet.

ittuedoutthatbabahadhadnoforthees.hedylioneyinhispocketandthesonofadogylise”

“baba,itsnotpersonal,”isaid,slingatthenguyens.“theyresupposedtoaskforanid.”

“idonte.

“yourenianbutyourfather,hesore.”

“doeshethinkithief”babasaid,hisvoicerising.peoplehadgatheredoutside.theyaring.“kindofauntryisthisnoorustsanybody”

“irs.nguyensaid,pokingoutherface.“yougetoutorie.”

“please,s.nguyen,dontho.justdontcallthepolice,okayplease”

“yes,youtakehio.goodidea,”.nguyensaid.hiseyes,behindhisdbifoagazineonhisadehirosehefathere.igaves.nguyenourtelephonenuerandaddr

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