The Wind Rises When I Miss You
Language: en
On my seventh birthday, I finally ate myself to 120 pounds. As I packed my backpack, ready to run away, I was told I was the true daughter of the Prady family. Jasmine, who had been taken away a short while ago, returned to St. Jude’s Orphanage and handed me a carved wooden pendant. "Lisa, this is yours. You're the Prady's lost biological daughter." I quickly shook my head. I’d traded it with Jasmine for a month’s worth of braised pork. I’d eaten the pork, how could I take the pendant back? Not far off, a man roared in fury: "How could she be my daughter? My daughter couldn't possibly look…