Catapult | When Chickens Hatch | Helen Young Chang
. But Bonnie, the real estate agent with whom my father remained friendly over the years, had made it possible. That she took my father on as a client was a wonder itself, and I thanked her by throwing up in her car. * For reasons that are unclear to me, I have always understood that for my parents, rules are arbitrary, their application necessarily specific. They grew up under martial law in Taiwan. As schoolchildren, they wrote essays their teachers then combed through to ensure correct thought under the authoritarian regime. To survive, my parents learned to obscure their instincts, hide s...