They walked in silence until they passed the bus station, and then the woman turned left and walked into the parking lot and towards a little Chinese restaurant.  Cecily wondered what they were doing there.  A man, about the woman’s height and build, was behind the counter, waiting on a customer.  The woman walked behind the counter, and handed the bank bag to the man.  She said something to him in another language, and he smiled first to her, then to Cecily.

     “Han, this is…”

     “Ccccccccecily.”

     “Cecily, the woman repeated.  “Cecily, this is my husband, Han Woo, and my name is Yimmy Woo.”

     They shook hands with Cecil...

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