Blue Ceramic Bottle on the Kitchen Counter Changed Her Family Forever

glasses with a small silk cloth, his eyes squinting against the bright work lamps overhead.

“Marcus,” Ridley said, his booming drawl carrying over the roar of the machinery. “I heard Zhou had to take some time off yesterday. We need her back on the third loom by tonight.”

Marcus stopped two feet away from the manager, his hands shoved deep into his pockets continue reading …