“English sounds are hard. Commanding when least intended. "Come." When my mother says the word it is inviting as a honey pastry in a ruffled case.” MemoirMothersEthnic Minorities Book:American Girl: Memories That Made Me Source: American Girl: Memories That Made Me
“My mother gets up and puts the needle back to the start of the record or onto a select song. Light ones, famous with tourists, aren't her favorites. She prefers those that tear like an ache in your heart. Afterwards, she exhales a deep breath and looks up as if she is waking to the clap of a hypnotist. She leaves the smoky club, the sulfurous streetlights, the even darker cars, the clouds of ouzo in glasses, plates of chicken livers crusted with oregano and salt, and the man with a mustache at the door who calls the hat check girl his 'little doll.” MothersEthnic American Book:American Girl: Memories That Made Me Source: American Girl: Memories That Made Me