My Mother, Myself

Here we are, at the Bronx Zoo, mother and daughter. We could very well have been Amy Tan and her mother, Daisy. Although our relationship wasn't quite as stormy, my sister recalls that I was always fighting mother. She was tired just watching us and lacked the energy to follow in my footsteps. I spent most of today reading The Opposite of Fate. I felt as if I was reading my own thoughts!