Yiyun Li

The news of her death arrived in a letter from my mother, the last of my family still living in Saint Rémy

Fabienne died in 1966, at twenty-seven.

Earl loves me, and I love being married to him.

Last spring, I acquired my first two, a pair of Toulouse geese, and this year I purchased a pair of Chinese geese.

They call me Mother Goose

I am far from being a sensitive or sentimental woman

Back then we often knew what we were doing without having to talk things over between ourselves.

In truth we had seen oranges no more than a handful of times in our lives

Some people are born with a special kind of crystal instead of a heart.

I was made into a minor myth by that visit