Try writing story: Life on The Edge (1--a)
星期二 十一月 13, 2007 10:47 pm
“I will. When I am old…”Her mind was made up.
“Why?” Sam pressed her with his question again,
She didn’t bother to answer, he never understood.
He couldn’t. They were not the same. She sighed.
“You cannot wait too long… you will forget.” He shook his head.
He was a good friend of hers and she knew what he said was true. But her worry oppressed her.
Later she turned to Ning and told him about it, his laugh shocked her. Soon he glanced at her glaring eyes, and took her seriously, “Jane, forget it, ok?”
He coaxed, “Why do you bother to write about it?”
“Why? It is my life. It is the truth!” She declared.
“Who cares, Jane, the main thing is to enjoy life.”
“I care. Besides. . .” Her eyes pierced his; his fear was like a looming shadow. All in sudden, she felt him distant. She swallowed her unspoken words.
The whole night sleep eluded Jane and Jane’s brain was like a flying train. Old memories displayed like fragments on the fleeting glossy window. A few times, she saw herself leaning on the other side, and she wondered if it was only the shadow or her reflection. Sam said she had two Janes within her. Many times he felt she flipped between them. He puzzled over which one was the real Jane. He complained, “Asian women are mystery.”
In return, Jane teased him that she had mastered the power of “face changing”.
Sam wasn’t sure what it was, so he went on his research of “Face Changing”. He was stunned by his search result which came with a movie clip. It showed an Asian actor kept changing his face in many different patterns within seconds. Sam watched: the actor tossed his head, all in sudden his face changed from green and yellow strips to red and black dots. Then the actor swung his sleeve, right away, his face changed into white and blue pattern… Sam was fantastic about the magic, one of the amazing arts in Chinese traditional Chuan Opera. Sam asked Jane how the actor did that. Proudly Jane told him: the key was to change masks quickly. Sam wanted to know more, but Jane was unwilling to give any hint. Sam was a little disappointed and retreated to his own research. Sometimes, he could not help carrying out observations on Jane, he would spy on her to see if any mask hidden beneath. Jane was often amused by his curiosity, but on the other hand she was not very happy about that.
Ning had no such doubt on Jane because they both were Chinese. Most of the time, he felt he could discern Jane’s inner world, even Jane intended to shut herself in. Once Ning asked Jane, “Jane, why are you afraid?” without her reply, he went on “You must know you are better than you think.”
Jane still was not sure. “Why am I afraid?” The question lingered in her mind.
