“No,” A-Gong said, “we want to remember our friends, not our enemies.” “Then we should call it Dragon Well Tea,” Da-Fu said, “because it made the dragon well!” The family all cheered at that, and there was a look of softness in Dragon’s eyes that Minli had never seen before. He was unused to kindness, she realized. He had spent most of his years alone and trapped by his flightless body.
