Then suddenly the fan fell onto the table, screaming father’s furious negativity. Luckily, no one was hurt. Father was about to pour the food into bowls while I was fetching the chopsticks and spoons. We both were just a little distant from where the accident had taken place. But the distance between me and my father seemed more than the distance between south and north poles. It felt as the start of a curse.
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