Cece & David Sneak Peek! Chapter One
Chino. Chini. Chins—I’d heard those words a million times working at my grandparents’ grocery store.
Racial slurs lost their sting when I was around nine. Thick skin is a must when you’re the only Chinese guy in a sea of black and brown faces.
I was comfortable being ‘the minority’.
It helped that I didn’t necessarily consider myself Chinese. I saw myself as Belizean. Black, in culture if not in skin.
Race had never been a determiner of character for me, and it was the last description I would draw on when describing myself to others.
I was David.
Just David.
Black-and-white movie enthusiast. Rock metal fanatic. Zero kung-fu skills.
David.
That’s why, when I caught my reflection in the mirror a few seconds ago, it shocked me to see an Asian
