Not in this Lifetime

Jia Li's eyes had teared up on their own while talking to Sam. Her gaze automatically sought the yellow stick-ons which were now stuck to her fridge with a magnet, since the glue in them had finished long ago. Re-reading his handwriting and his words, she wiped a few errant drops of water which had trickled down her cheeks despite her best efforts.

New York

"You know that we are going to be late. There is zero sense of responsibility and discipline amongst you women. What would Ethan's family think of us?" Mr. Xie was grumbling, pacing the patio.

Tang looked at his father with understanding eyes. He was also fretting from the inside. Unfortunately, he couldn't voice it out like his father. Dressed in a white formal shirt and grey corduroys, he was bracing himself for the pitying look which Ethan's family will bestow upon him tonight.