Lisa See

A continuation of "Shanghai Girls" finds a devastated Joy fleeing to China to search for her real father while her mother, Pearl, desperately pursues her, a dual quest marked by their encounters with the nation's intolerant Communist culture.

a novel

Dreams of joy

Luoyi

He reminds me of my father-not the one sitting across from me in his elegant suit but the one who was worried when I was sick, who made special treats for me, who told me bedtime stories.

The painting is of a young peasant woman standing in a field of roses, holding a basket filled with her pickings, and tucking one of the blooms behind her right ear. Who is the central figure? Me! Z.G. has painted me!

"Yes, you're both motivated by idealism," Z.G. agrees. "These are hallmarks of both your signs."

"Bah!" Sung-ling snorts. "If a man is a mountain and a woman is water, then it is the woman confirms the mountain's existence. As water, a woman can go anywhere. It gives life. It nurtures life. A man is reflected in her water."

"I won't hear of it." Z.G. steps between us, loops his arms through ours- just as he used to do with May and me years ago when we walked together down the street-and leads us to the limousine. "Come, Come. Get in the car."

held my breath while reading the rest of the book from this point on

"Pearl, maybe it's nothing and I don't want you to get upset, but where my family was from a chicken feather was an urgent distress signal."

Then Z.G. and I watch as he counts out one grain of rice at a timeone to Z.G., one to me, one for himself-setting them on the table in three small piles.

Happiness out of horror, that's what I felt. When I tried to explain that to my mom, she said from her bed, I look at you and I see a double rosetwo beautiful colors, one in soft yellow, the other in bright pink. You are part me and part May, and I'm so happy for that."

"Art is the heartbeat of the artist, and you've found your heartbeat."

When I was a girl, my father never once hugged me, but now he puts his arms around me and holds me tight.

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