It sat there smugly, seeming to exist for the sole purpose of taunting the little girl every time she meandered past it.
Thuy Huyen (pronounced “Twee Who-win”) despised that inane bowl of decorative fruit.
Back then, food was always on her mind – there was never enough of it.
There wasn’t enough at the refugee camp in Indonesia, where her little belly swelled up like a basketball from malnutrition, protruding out from her wiry frame. And now that her family had finally been granted entry into the United States, there still wasn’t enough to eat.