At the end of the year, Huong turned 30. Any baby girl born on the last day of the year will be unlucky in marriage, a Vietnamese saying goes. She did not really believe in such things or in fortune-telling, but her destiny had so far proved the saying true. There had been a lot of marriage proposals from many youths, local and urban, far and near, and they seemed rosy at first, but sooner or later, they came to nothing and left her in sorrow and despair. As another Vietnamese maxim has it: At the age of thirty, young men are still in their prime of life, and young women are on the verge of spinsterhood.
Around when I decided to close Chin Khe Farm for repairs was when the ill-fated tourist came. She told me while pointing towards the highway that she and her friends had been in an accident. Her friends had left for home, but she decided come to this mountain valley.
The weather in March was quite unpredictable. Out of the blue, it began raining with a cold wind on a previously calm day. An old woman was looking for a pair of pants for her grandson. This weather was a cold snap and she felt her joints ache.
Anyone who dropped by for a visit would ask, “How long has she been this way?” He didn’t know what to say. He did not know when this strange illness had begun. She didn’t feel any pain or fatigue, and though she’d been taken to countless doctors, no one had been able to say what was wrong, or point to the source of the illness.
NDO - Heaven and earth were seen dazzling white with snow. It was damaging cold this year. Sua’s cow had been locked up at the wing house. With a warm coat, man could be able to sustain himself with this cold.
NDO - The Sim Sim motel was alone on the freezing cold afternoon of the 30th of Lunar December. Clouds were seen hanging along the snaking mountain road. All the passengers in the car kept silent. Van, director of a company, was driving the Nissan Patrol with his friends in it. The road was rugged with a lot of craters.