6 PAPER SON
by Jennifer J. Chow
I headed towards the harbor, wringing my hands. For eighteen years, I’d heard the roar of those waves, tasted the tang of salt in the air, and watched the fishermen spreading their nets. I smiled when I spotted the shirtless muscled man with the green dragon rippling across his back.
“Fung,” I called out.
He turned towards me, his hand shading his eyes. “Well, if it isn’t the little adventurer? Are you ready?”
I shook my head and watched the waves foam up in the distance.
He placed his hand on my shoulder. “You know, this water stretches all the way to America,” he said.
America. The “Gold Mountain,” a land of uncountable wealth. I was sure I would make riches there to send back home to Ma and Ba, more than enough to repay their investment in me a hun
