- - Tap ... tap ... tap ... I looked up to see a blurry figure of my mother tapping a few fingers on my shoulder. 'Sorry to wake you up, Rishi, but me and Daddy have something important to tell you.' She was not smiling. I got up, now fully awake, wondering what was going on. With my father standing next to her, my mother crossed her arms and, in a tone that I knew could not …showed first 75 words of 760 total…

…showed last 75 words of 760 total…that my brother had eaten it so many times that he had grown to appreciate its garbage-like taste and appearance. My brother loved the school (for some reason), and I could tell on my visits to home that my parents were enjoying living in India, especially without any children in the house. But all I could think about were the maple trees and marigolds of Peach Tree Court. That place seemed like utopia to me.