The Honey Flower Tree

Life in the Hmong village was not easy, but it had been simpler, even purer, to Chue Vang’s mind. His boyhood lungs were strangers to exhaust fumes, his boyhood thirst was quenched by pristine water. He has always missed the scents of the valley …

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