othing.

    I met al. S, o move, ery , my missing toe, o herself, mumbling.

    quot;Look at t; sime. It in, quite dirty, but t it iful dress.

    quot;Look at t; sy face and ;Do you see my foolis;

    quot;I t I  everyt t; s;And I ;

    quot;But no soil.

    It  ; t er told your sisters ting obediently near tle fairy queens ing for to arrive.

    tone cave. t in and around K t ter t of t on times t tragedy to leave beook back to tely painted set of rice botle footstool  cuss. And once, it ers.

    ter in ts like tures, knoe. It  until many monter t Mei Cing on these baby girls like her own.

    In 1952 Mei ime to find your sisters true family.

    Sure of told to a great family and sake to see true mots. Mei Cold t t s. Sed to  titled to—a better life, a fine ed  ay on as tain t.

    Of course, ely different. It e of a factory building, recently constructed, and none of t  spot.

    Mei C  your moturned to t same place in 1945 in ers.

    Your motayed in Cil 1947. e  to many different cities—back to Ko C of one corner of tle girls. Later  to  in 1949 for ted States, I t. But  t, At last, t.

    ters could be openly excates, se immediately to old friends in S knoold me. But of course, by treet names  took many years to find a contact. And e asking o look for ers, e back and said ttom of ters ill alive?

    So e did not look. Finding babies lost during tter of foolision, and sime for t.

    But every year, your mote to different