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    “Don’t be silly,” Fang Chen said while holding both of her shoulders. “You are not dying.” Carefully, he dried her tears with his handkerchief. “Tell me, sweetie, what’s the matter?” he asked good-naturedly.
    “I’m bored.” She broke down, crying hysterically again. “I’m bored of shopping. I’m bored of cooking. I’m bored of cleaning. I want to talk to somebody, but nobody’s here. I married you, but you’re never home. Oh, how I wish I were somewhere different right now than doing the same thing everyday.”
    “My poor darling,” Fang Chen said, holding her even tighter. “If you want to go back to school, you can go at any time. If you don’t want to cook, I can eat at school,” he said while kissing hertenderly.
    “But I don’t know if I want to go back to school.” It wasn’t ideal considering all those dreadful examinations, tests, and quizzes that she had to take. After years and years of forcing herself to study so she could live her America dream, Yi-yun didn’t want to work hard anymore especially when her dream had already come true. “It’s toohard.”
    “Do you want to read? I can buy you some books. Oh, how about mystery books by Agatha Christie?” he became excited when he thought of those detective stories he loved to read when he was in high school. “You’d love herbooks.”
    “I don’t know. I don’t know if I want to do anything. I can’t think of anything that would be potentially interesting,” she said, chokingpitifully.
    “Maybe you just need to make some new friends,” Fang Chen suggestedhopefully.
    “How can I make some new friends when I’m at home twenty-four hours a day? What good it is to have them when they don’t have time for me?” She thought about the short phone calls she had shared with Ann and started weeping again. “Everybody’s so busy. I am married to you, but you can’t be around for more than ten minutes after lunch!” she said, angrily pushing him away. Had she known that married life would be as miserable as it was right now, she would’ve never committed herself toit.
    “I’m sorry,” Fang Chen said with a sigh. As a husband, he knew he should be home with his wife more often, but as a student, he needed to get his work done. “You know I have only a year left,” he said carefully so he wouldn’t upset her further. “As soon as I finish school, I’ll get a job. You can have your dream house, and we can spend our evenings and weekendstogether.”
    “I don’t know if I still want a house,” Yi-yun said, wiping away her tears. “I would be bored to death in an empty house youknow.”
    “I don’t think so. You’d never be bored in your own house,” Fang Chen said enthusiastically, remembering his own mother who ran a house with three kids. “There would be so many things you could do–decorating, refurbishing, renovating, and gardening. You’d be so busy that you wouldn’t want anybodyaround.”
    “Really?” she asked, nuzzling against his chest. “Do you think I’d enjoyit?”
    “Yes, Ido.”
    “Will I have to handle everything by myself when we have a bighouse?”
    “No, you won’t have to,” Fang Chen said while folding her into his arms. “We can hire a housekeeper, but it will be yours to keep. As of right now, I think you need friends who can spend some quality time with you.” Pausing for a minute, he said: “One of my childhood friends lives in the North End. Jim goes to Boston College, and his wife June stays home. They are a very nice and fun couple. Shall we invite them over for dinner this weekend? You and June can be goodfriends.”
    “I don’t know.” Yi-yun hesitated. “What if they don’t like me?” Making friends with strangers wasn’t as easy as it sounded. It depended a lot on chemistry. People with the same background could be as different as dogs andcats.
    “Not like you?” Fang Chen cried incredulously. “They will love you!” How could anyone