We were a family of three girls. By Chinese standards, that wasn't
lucky. In Chinatown, everyone knew our story. Outsiders jerked their
chins, looked at us, shook their heads. We heard things.
In this profoundly moving novel, Fae Myenne Ng takes readers into the
hidden heart of San Francisco's Chinatown, to the world of one family's
honor, their secrets, and the lost bones of a paper father. Two
generations of the Leong family live in an uneasy tension as they try to
fathom the source of a brave young girl's sorrow.
Oldest daughter Leila tells the story: of her sister Ona, who has ended
her young, conflicted life by jumping from the roof of a Chinatown
housing project; of her mother Mah, a seamstress in a garment shop run
by a Chinese Elvis; of Leon, her father, a merchant seaman who ships out
frequently; and the family's youngest, Nina, who has escaped to New York
by working as a flight attendant. With Ona and Nina gone, it is up to
Leila to lay the bones of the family's collective guilt to rest, and
find some way to hope again.
Fae Myenne Ng's luminous debut explores what it means to be a stranger
in one's own family, a foreigner in one's own neighborhood--and whether
it's possible to love a place that may never feel quite like home.