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Yanni's Secret

Yanni's Secret Z H A N G K A N G K A N G I didn't tell anyone my idea. Afraid of complications, for about two weeks I did my utmost to keep it to myself. The situation had been vexatious from the beginning. People here thought I was like all the other nostalgic types: taking advantage of business travel in order to go back to visit the farms where we had worked when we were young, reliving the splendid years of our youth. Every year, the residents of the Great Northern Wilderness would generously welcome these nostalgic visitors coming from afar. Hosts and guests would lean over well-stocked bars together and drink themselves into oblivion. Maybe my plan made me an exception, a wild goose flying north in the autumn, though I knew the possibility of freezing to death in the snow. It was like clawing under the frost with frozen fingers in hopes of finding a scrap of remembrance. Year by year, events of my time with Yanni were fading one by one. If by chance I could restore even a scrap, it would be received in my heart like thunder. This was the secret-- Yanni's and http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Yanni's Secret

Zhang, Kangkang.
Manoa , Volume 17 (1) – Jul 7, 2005
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Z H A N G K A N G K A N G I didn't tell anyone my idea. Afraid of complications, for about two weeks I did my utmost to keep it to myself. The situation had been vexatious from the beginning. People here thought I was like all the other nostalgic types: taking advantage of business travel in order to go back to visit the farms where we had worked when we were young, reliving the splendid years of our youth. Every year, the residents of the Great Northern Wilderness would generously welcome these nostalgic visitors coming from afar. Hosts and guests would lean over well-stocked bars together and drink themselves into oblivion. Maybe my plan made me an exception, a wild goose flying north in the autumn, though I knew the possibility of freezing to death in the snow. It was like clawing under the frost with frozen fingers in hopes of finding a scrap of remembrance. Year by year, events of my time with Yanni were fading one by one. If by chance I could restore even a scrap, it would be received in my heart like thunder. This was the secret-- Yanni's and

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Published: Jul 7, 2005

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