AN ALLEGED DEATH ON LINE 2:
A series of rainy Friday evening text messages between me and Wei Wei right after my divorce…
by Renée R.
06:12
T: Hey hey Xiao Wei, on line 2 now. Some kind of delay. Train is stopped. Keep you posted. Kisses.
06:13
W: What u mean? Metro stop where? U not arriving? I making the pizza!
06:20
T: Bushi! Wǒ lái le! Two stops away but the metro’s not moving. A message I can’t understand on the loudspeaker.
06:20
W: Take taxi. Hurry. Stupid egg. Continue reading…
