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- The morning after the dinner, I call my mother back. She asks how the dinner went. I tell her about the food and the decor and the atmosphere. "What were they wearing?" she asks. I describe Mallory's outfit. "Of course," she says. "She always looks so good."
- She silently mouthed the words at me, "Slanty eyes, chink eyes." I ignored her. I stared at a point in the distance over her shoulder, down the hall. I chose Mrs. Lojewski's door which was covered with bright orange construction paper. I pretended it was the most interesting thing I had ever seen.
- It's nice to have old friends like that isn't it?
- No, I wore the Vivier flats you gave to me for my birthday.
- Oh good Lord. And what about you?
- Not with those ridiculous sneakers you insist on wearing,
- Slanty eyes, chink eyes.
- Yes, I suppose it is.
- I tell her I wear what I always do.
- One day, when I'm grown up, I'll move far away from here. And we'll never have to worry about what people think of us.
- A couple weeks before the last day of Grade 3, Mallory was home sick. So, during recess, I sat reading and watching the other children on the playground. I could feel the hot sun warming my shiny black hair. After the recess bell, in the hallway, I stood at my coat hook, to put away my book I was reading. Mary Lafferty came over to stand in front of me.
- A few days after that, I won the class spelling bee which also happened to be the day my parents and I picked up our new puppy. I named her Poppy. Her fur was soft and slippery under my hands. She had melty brown eyes. We both laid on our stomachs on my bedroom floor, staring at each other.
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