“One thing I learned about the Chinese,” Sugar said, gently placing the porcelain coffee cup in its gold-rimmed saucer, her tremors causing her to rattle it against the spoon. “They never tell the truth to a stranger.
“They respect the truth and take great care in how they use it. They use it for their benefit, like in diplomatic relations,” Sugar said, looking to ensure David wasn’t near to hear.
“As intimate as I am with my son, I have to fish around sometimes to find out the truth. I’ll say, ‘Before Jesus, is this true?’ and he won’t answer.”