Fingers thrumming out an absent-minded beat on his knee, Huan looked out the window of the taxi as it wove through the streets of Queens towards his mother’s house. As he grew closer to her neighborhood in Elmhurst, decorations for the Lunar New Year greeted him. Vivid memories of the holiday past swam in his mind. Watching the parade with excitement from on top of his father’s shoulders when he was seven and they had taken a family trip to mainland China. Running around with Bao and the other boys of their neighborhood when they spent the first holiday in California at his Auntie Jieli and Uncle Yang’s new house when he was ten. The huge parties Uncle Jin and Auntie Nuwa held every other year at their restaurant, sneaking food off of trays with Rose and Lynne before it left the big kitch

