“Why is this happening to me?” Jinping’s eyes seem to scream. Liyuan, herself a folk singer, smiles gamely at the child’s warbles, but I know that look: Beneath her fixed grin, she yearns for escape—an inexplicably shattered chandelier, a small kitchen fire. An international emergency isn’t preferable, but a reprieve is a reprieve. Behind them, Trump wonders when focus will reshift back to him; he’s bored and his Twitter fingers are itchy.
Arabella, to her credit, has purportedly been studying Mandarin since she was 18 months old. She’ll probably be issued her security clearance any day now, despite being clearly overqualified for any potential position in the Trump administration.
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