Café Evergreen
By The 8th Continent
Chapter 3 (Continued:
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Spotting the figure of Glen coming up, Irene raised
her hand.
Hi Glen, how have you been doing? Let me introduce this guy from
Singapore, who just entered the university this year
See, youd better go with the same Asian
Putting the cup on the table, Glen realised himself to blurt out such
a wild thing.
Sorry? Irene asked absently unaware
of his feeling now.
An Asian man is better to get on with and chatter easily with
you. The same language, colours of skin, hair, eyes, and culture
Glen, I dont understand what youre getting at. Im
just
After that accident, youve become sick of seeing a Kiwi?
Irenes look visibly became changed. The Chinese man next to her
had no idea about what was happening, caught little English and helplessly
stood there, hesitating.
Glen, I had believed youre the only
one who understand us, no one else how much our family suffered
from such a hard knock without any reason or ground and because
I have you, I have made you on the basis of trust that there
are such Kiwis like you and tried to get over during the break,
and I was telling my dad so, and he lifted up his head at last
I,
I have thought not to worry you, and to smile you a welcome back, thats
what Ive ever been thinking
The tears falling from Irene finally brought Glen
to his senses.
Irene
Cant it be helped in Kiwis eyes Chinese are clever
but sly, just have a good head for business, and exploit this country
?
No, I didnt mean that
Without listening to Glen, she got up from her seat and ran to leave
behind the shop.
Er, two of you, young folks
Behind their backs, a steady voice of great
depth was heard.