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Saving Fish from Drowning - Heal Burma

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AMY TAN<br />

for his being American as well. All right, then, forget mentioning the<br />

British birthplace. He was sweating though the air was cool. What<br />

had he read about the military police? There were stories about<br />

people who protested against the government and were then made to<br />

disappear. What did they do to foreigners who crossed them? What<br />

were those human rights groups always making a noise about?<br />

The younger, taller policeman grabbed the passport <strong>from</strong> Harry<br />

and looked at the blue front with gold letters, then inspected the<br />

photo. Then both policemen eyed Harry critically. The photo had<br />

been taken seven years before, when his hair was still dark and his<br />

jowl line more taut. The shorter policeman shook his head and<br />

grunted what sounded to Harry like a pronouncement that they<br />

should kill the foreigner and be done with it. Actually, he was curs­<br />

ing his colleague for leaving the liquor bottle in the pitch-black field.<br />

The younger policeman flipped though the pages, examining the var­<br />

ious entry and exit stamps, to England, to the United States, to<br />

France with a new fling, to Bali with another, to Canada to ski at<br />

Whistler, to Bermuda to give a talk to a wealthy dog-fanciers’ club,<br />

to England again, which was when his mum, a difficult woman who<br />

had hated every woman he had ever dated, was diagnosed with can­<br />

cer. She refused all treatment, saying she wanted to go with dignity.<br />

After that, he made a trip to Australia and New Zealand for his dog­<br />

gie seminars. Then it was England, England, guilt-laden England,<br />

the last not for his mother’s funeral but for her birthday, celebrated<br />

with the knowledge that there was no more evidence of the cancer. It<br />

was a bloody miracle. In fact, it was never cancer but only swollen<br />

lymph nodes, and she had just assumed it was the worst possible<br />

thing, because that was the kind of luck she had always had, she<br />

said. Harry had prepared himself for her death so well that he even<br />

made promises of all kinds to her, knowing he would never have to<br />

keep them. Now she was calling in the chips, reminding him that he<br />

had said he had always wanted to take her on a safari in Africa and<br />

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