Chrysanthemum

A chrysanthemum stone.

Only after the name of the stone is said, does he remember those mid-mornings in Chinatown having Dim Sum and Chrysanthemum Tea with a good friend.

“No one here can tell that you are part Chinese.”

“Yes. I know.”

“So stop asking me about the Chinese. It’s boring.”

“But, why?”

“You will never be accepted.”