When I returned to our home in Li City, it was already dark. Police officers and neighbors were gathered at the door. My Mom had long since fainted from grief and was lying on the sofa.
I turned my head to look at the glass dining table that had caused the accident. There were faint bloodstains on one corner, though not many.
Guided by a neighbor, I walked to the side of the bed in the master bedroom where Dad lay. Looking at him, his expression so serene he seemed merely asleep, though his skin was a pale, sickly white, I leaned over and poked his hand. "Dad?"
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