April• 2018 | 75goatee on his thin and weary face.
It was 9.30 on a chilly Friday night
in Santa Ana, California.Now they
want to go shopping?Ma thought.
What happened to going home?Ma,
a small man with short grey hair and
a grey moustache, had been asleep
when Duong called and hadn’t both-
ered changing out of his pyjamas.
In the rearview mirror, Ma could
see Duong’s friends, quiet in the back
seat: Jonathan Tieu, a pimply 20 year
old, and Hossein Nayeri, an athletic
Persian with an air of indiference.