As Suyin screwed in devices on the conveyor line, she dreamed of fleeing to America with her son. She’d go to school, become a “girl boss”! Suyin wiped her tears: the dream was impossible for two, but not for her son.
Some days she starved, but she always hid money under the floorboard. She waved proudly as Feng’s plane flew away; she thought that was that.
But one day her lawyer-son surprised his fifty-year-old mom at the factory.
In his hands were two plane tickets. “Let’s make your dreams come true, Mom.”
