“Marv, do you have to talk about the Red Light District?”
“I know it’s not tasteful, but it seemed the only way we could touch each other after combat was by sharing the same woman. During high school, the races mingled through rock and roll. During the war, we socialized through women of the night.”
Mom rubbed the blanket covering my dad’s thigh and looked at the ceiling fan. The shadow of the fan’s blades must have become a stranger’s hand touching Vietnamese girls because my mother said, “If it wasn’t for the grace of God, I could have been one of those girls. In many countries, the nightlife is the only way women have of surviving.”
I agreed with mom. In places ruled by guns and bullets, life and death came and went, but hunger and thirst
“I know it’s not tasteful, but it seemed the only way we could touch each other after combat was by sharing the same woman. During high school, the races mingled through rock and roll. During the war, we socialized through women of the night.”
Mom rubbed the blanket covering my dad’s thigh and looked at the ceiling fan. The shadow of the fan’s blades must have become a stranger’s hand touching Vietnamese girls because my mother said, “If it wasn’t for the grace of God, I could have been one of those girls. In many countries, the nightlife is the only way women have of surviving.”
I agreed with mom. In places ruled by guns and bullets, life and death came and went, but hunger and thirst