“Millie,” Vera says, nodding with approval. “Where are you from, Millie?” “Yunnan,” Millie says. “Oh, Yunnan!” Vera switches to Mandarin. “My dear, I’m from China too. I had some relatives in Yunnan, we used to visit in the springtime. The fruits there are beautiful. The soil is so rich there. I can still smell the fragrance of the mushrooms we went picking this one morning…” Millie is swept away by Vera’s words. She knows exactly what Vera is talking about.
