Sample - Ring Dragonz

All that and Dim Sum
“If it’s any imposition my family and I will stay
at a hotel,” Mr. Lee guaranteed boldly. “We passed a
brand new strip of hotels last night in the taxi. The
Emperor Hotel looked quite nice.”
His twin brother laughed out loud. “There’d
be no difference between you staying there or here,”
he argued, “it’d still be on my hospitality because I
own that hotel.”
Henry saw his father’s eyes fill with confusion.
“Own it?” Mr. Lee marveled.
“That’s right,” Uncle Shang Sin snapped hotly.
“Was I supposed to earn my living fishing off the end
of a pier once all you Taipans fled?”
“That’s not what I meant,” Mr. Lee fired back.
Anne Mai became worried. The two brothers
were fixed in each other’s eyes and gripping their
chopsticks like daggers. Then her uncle slumped
back and smiled for the first time since they’d met
him.
“That was foolish of me,” he said slowly. “I
had no cause to get angry again. That was all many
years ago.” Uncle Shang Sin loosened his collar with
his fingers. “Of course, I want you and your family
to stay here. Forgive me.” He extended a hand over
the table.
“Nothing to forgive, daihdai,” Mr. Lee offered
back, accepting the man’s hand in truce.
The table exhaled a sigh of relief and the
breakfast began again. This time there was chatter
and laughter to spare as the two families delighted
each other with many stories and memories. Anne
Mai sensed a great yoke had been lifted off her
father and uncle; one they both had been carrying
for quite a while. Even with the hostilities abated,
she still felt a thick rivalry lingering.
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