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ISSUE 15 | SPRING 2013<br />
Chenxi jogged happily to her mother’s side, seemingly unaware of Li-<br />
Ming’s bare legs and feet. “Did you see what Lao K did? She brought your<br />
camera! She’s going to take my photograph from under water!” Lao K<br />
walked over and stood beside Li-Ming.<br />
“Amazing,” Li-Ming said. From her seat, she gripped Lao K’s sculpted shin,<br />
rubbing her fingers along the stubbly blonde hairs as if to calm or subdue<br />
her—but who needed calming most? Either way, Lao K didn’t mind.<br />
Women’s intimacies were always lost on me, how they could rub one<br />
another’s legs, hold hands, and sleep beside one another on trains without<br />
one hint of sexual attraction. Now my wife and Lao K shared this physical<br />
relationship and although the American was supposed to be our ‘daughter,’<br />
the nature of this disturbed me. Was I jealous? I dismissed the thought in<br />
time for Lao K to explain how she found a contraption capable of filming<br />
underwater scenes.<br />
“Mr. Wang’s shop has everything you could imagine,” Lao K said, winking<br />
at Li-Ming. “I said I needed to take photographs in a pool and he found this<br />
on his shelves.”<br />
While my wife and Lao K discussed the inventory at Wang’s, Chenxi<br />
examined Lao K’s rounded breasts rising with each breath, the girl’s hips,<br />
then looked to her own breasts and hips, clearly comparing sizes. Her gaze<br />
descended to Lao K’s thighs, how much more toned and muscular the<br />
American’s were than Chenxi’s, as if Lao K spent a life working in the fields,<br />
which we all knew wasn’t the case. Finally, Chenxi admired the differences<br />
between their ankles and feet. Chenxi had Li-Ming’s thick ankles, her flat,<br />
wide feet. The American’s were narrow, bony. When Lao K asked Chenxi<br />
what kind of photographs she should take, my daughter shuttered into<br />
awareness, shaking off whatever comparisons were built in the minutes<br />
before.<br />
“Whatever you want,” she said. “I trust you.” And with this, Lao K smiled,<br />
happy to receive Chenxi’s wholehearted approval.<br />
Mr. Peng summoned Lili and Chenxi to the base of the platform with the<br />
other competitors. There, they stretched and bended and jumped and hopped<br />
like soldiers readying for battle. How silly that the battleground was a diving<br />
board and the innocent bystanders were parents who wanted more happiness<br />
for their children than they’d experienced in their collective youth. But for<br />
what? Generation after generation played at this game: more and more<br />
opportunities spoilt upon their progeny when, in the end, each generation<br />
only craved more, and, despite the money, the jobs, the education, the homes,<br />
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