My short story talks about a broken man's attempt of reconsolidating with the loss of his daughter. The story, loosely inspired by the lived experiences of my best friend growing up, combines supernatural elements with introspection to create an emotionally-packed narrative. The through-line I followed with this piece is: there are no good ways to cope.

Light filters through the skylights of my attic, exposing the specks of dust swirling in the air. A layer of musty air coats the dull wooden walls. An easel with a blank canvas stands in the middle of the room, under the light.

Blanche Lee crashes the scene in search of home truths. This is Part Two of Bon-Wai Chou’s story about family treasures and tensions.

Blanche Lee finds herself at odds with her dying grandmother, Madame Leung-Kett. This is Part One of Bon-Wai Chou’s story about family treasures and tensions.