And now here's David Wright Falade reading Lu Reshaping by Madeleine Thien.

Lu Reshaping.

There were three pages to go, and it was already past midnight.

Lu had asked her big daughter to edit her report for tomorrow's purchasing meeting.

This daughter, who was 11, excelled at things like that.

"Mom," the girl said, "why did you ask if a ghost hit the back of my head?" "Because you told your father I was home late, and I specifically told you not to do that." "So why did you?" "Did a ghost hit the back of your head?" "Oh, ha." They were whispering back and forth in two languages, the girl in English and Lu in Cantonese.

Tomorrow was a school day, and Lu could guess what Husband would say if he woke up and found them still working.

Yeah, I think it's also just something about her nature that emotions don't get expressed, um, and the physical does.