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the South Vietnamese navy who had escaped execution by the Communists because of his war injury.
Mai hadnât seen Captain Le since theyâd arrived on Pulau Tengah. She wondered what had happened to him. And she rarely saw Hiep anymore. He spent mornings at the Red Cross tent listening for their names to be called, then dug wells with Sang the rest of the day, and then disappeared after dinner.
One evening in early February, after she had helped Small Auntie wash the dishes, she and Hiep went for a walk along the beach. The sky was a black tent embroidered with silver sequins, the moon a sliver. The smoke of the cooking fires mingled with the salty sea air. Above her she could see the Silver River in the sky.
âIâm glad you stayed here tonight. Where do you go after dinner?â she asked Hiep.
âOh, just hanging out with some of the guys I work with.â
âI miss you.â
âIâm just having fun, Mai.â He stopped and stared at the sky.
âBut itâs not fun for me. I have to work all day for Small Auntie, and then in the evening, she still makes me tend to the children. Oh, Uncle Hiep, I want to go home. Why did we have to come here?â
âNow Mai, you know your father was right. We couldnât hide forever. Theyâd find us. And then theyâd kill us or send us to the re-education camp. It couldnât stay like it was. Youâve got to be brave.â
Mai walked along next to Hiep, feeling the soft sand on her feet. Oh, how she missed her family. She would try to be brave, but it wasnât going to be easy.
Six
The next morning, Mai was eating with Hiep by the fire. Small Auntie came around the side of the boat with her broom in her hand.
âGood morning,â she said, smiling, her face smudged from smoke.
âGood morning, Small Auntie,â Mai replied, standing up. Hiep rose too.
âSit down, sit down. Eat your breakfast.â Small Auntie stood in front of them and folded her arms.
âIs anything wrong, Small Auntie?â Hiep asked.
âI donât want to burden you with my troubles.â Small Auntie sighed.
âOh, tell us, please,â said Mai.
âYouâve lived here for four months. Four months is a long time. You need to pay me more.â She wiped her hand across her brow.
âWe have nothing else to give you. We gave you the bracelet.â Hiepâs voice was firm.
âOh, surely you brought more than one small bracelet. Maybe some diamonds?â Small Auntie smiled as if they shared a secret.
âWe brought some, but pirates stole them,â Hiep replied.
Mai sucked in her breath, shocked that Hiep would lie. There had been no diamonds. At least, none that sheâd known about. Did Hiep have diamonds?
âAh, such bad luck,â clucked Small Auntie. âWhat about your brother in America?â
âWe havenât heard from him yet,â Hiep said.
Small Auntie stared at him with hollow eyes. âI have someone who wants to live with us who can pay. Perhaps you could find another place to live.â
âOh, Small Auntie, we are so happy here,â Mai said.
âIt makes me sad for you to leave, but if you canât pay, youâll have to leave tomorrow.â She shook her broom and walked away.
âUncle Hiep, what are we going to do? Small Auntie really wants us to leave.â
âI heard her. I canât believe it. Weâre out of money except for your gold bracelet. Weâll have to give it to her.â
âNo, we canât do that. I promised Mother. Itâs our good luck. We need to keep it. It will help us get to America.â
âI donât know what weâre going to do then.â
âWhat was that about diamonds? Did you really bring diamonds?â
âOf course not, Mai. But I knew if I told her we hadnât left with anything, she wouldnât believe me.â
âWhere will we live? What will we