The Weight of Memories Read Free

a thing.
    The two women now stood before the grave of the youngest suicide in the history of the human race.
    Dr. Ying studied the baby in her arms as though looking at an experiment. But the baby’s gaze was different from hers. He was busy sticking out his little arms to grab at the drifting cottony poplar catkins. Surprise and joy filled his bright, black eyes. The world was a blooming flower, a beautiful, gigantic toy. He was completely unprepared for the long, winding road of life ahead of him, and thus ready for anything.
    The two women walked along the path between the gravestones. At the edge of the cemetery, the young mother took her baby back from Dr. Ying.
    â€œIt’s time for us to be on our way,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement and love.

 
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Copyright © 2016 by Cixin Liu
    Art copyright © 2016 by Richie Pope