After having returned from the store Chang put the small glass lily in a decorative vase behind the urns . She'd spent the last two days brightening it up, putting some of her parent's favorite things in life there, the flower was a finishing touch .
Sitting at the kitchen table she cut out the small obituary she wrote, and had printed in the newspaper for her mother to add to the alter beside her Dad's . As she was cutting she heard the doorbell ring .
Setting the pages and the scissors down she slowly made her way to the door, looking through the peephole first, before opening the door .
A couple of older Chinese women stood at the doorstep talking amongst themselves . When she opened the door, the two well-dressed women stared at her in shock and a little disgust . Chang had no energy to entertain any salespeople, especially not when they looked at her like that, and so seeing them standing there staring she started to close the door .
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Chang had already had enough of the stares on the bus and the way home . She had been wearing the same clothes since entering the hospital, she'd washed her face and brushed her teeth perfunctorily, but other than that hadn't groomed herself . She hadn't eaten since leaving the hospital and slept a few hours in spurts .
As she closed the door one of the women put her hand on the door .
"Wait, how rude! How did your mother raise you?"
Chang felt a small flash of anger and pain in her deadened heart hearing the woman's words .
"Get your hand off the door, leave me alone, I have no interest in what you're selling . "
"We are not selling anything, are you Chang Ying, LiHua's daughter?"
"My name is Chang Xie, how do you know my mother's name? Wait are you my mother's two elders sisters . ?" It took a minute for Chang to process who they could be .
Her mother had mentioned her family very infrequently, and so she was vaguely aware that she had two aunts on her mother's side, but she had never met them; let alone know what they looked like .
"Yes . " The woman who spoke before and had stopped her from closing the door . "I am your eldest aunt FenLan Ping and my sister ChenHua Lee . Are you not going to invite us in?" FenLan scowled at her as she saw Chang was still hunched begin the partially closed door, making no move to open it .
"No I am not, while under normal circumstances maybe I would have been excited to see you but now isn't a good time . My mom just passed the other day, I posted the obituary in the paper, you can view it there if you want to . Thank you for coming by goodbye . " Chang pushed the door closed in their shocked faces and slumped to the ground ignoring the insistent knocks and rings .
Eventually the noise stopped echoing through the house and silence reined once more . After the unexpected visit from her mom's family Chang sat there by thee door for an unknown amount of time until she heard a small light knocking on the door again .
At first she ignored it, but it continued insistently until she got up and opened it . Her aunt ChenHua stood the with a colorful reusable bag in her hand, the other outstretched to rap on the door again with her knuckles .
"Please don't, you didn't show up for over 20 years, so why are you here now?" Chang started to sob in front of the older woman .
Setting the bag down the slightly round woman pulled her into a tight hug, her head barely coming to Chang's shoulder .
"Because while I may have failed as an older sister in many ways . I won't now . I won't let my youngest sister's daughter waste away in grief . "
After crying on the porch in her aunts warm hug she let her in wiping her face as she closed the door behind them .
Chapter end
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