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His Grandmother clapped her hands when Tan opened this drawer. ‘Ugh! What's this funny thing?' Tan asked her ‘It's staring at me, like an eye?' ‘It is an eye, ' she told him. ‘My sister Kim has one real eye you know. The other is glass. When Kim was young, the oculist in a nearby town loved her. He wanted to marry her. He made her a set of glass eyes, of every shade of brown. And then one green! When I was leaving Vietnam, she gave me this one to remember her by.' ‘What did you wish for?' Tan asked. ‘I wished that one day I would see my sister Kim again.' ‘And did you?' His Grandmother sighed, ‘Not every wish comes true, I'm afraid. She's away over the sea, and I am here.' ‘I wonder which drawer you'll open next, Tan? Which one will it be?' |
