“All these weeks we’ve been eating cabbage dumplings, and you’ve been hoarding two hundred jens?” It was a weak attempt at a joke, but it got Fal to smile. A little. “I still want silk slippers.” “With those ridiculous upturned toe caps?” I laughed quietly. “You’re the vainest girl I’ve ever met.” “Joy on the feet rises to the heart. Happiness is expensive.”
