6 THURSDAYLily woke up on time, as usual, and went through her routine. Instead of rice for breakfast, she used her new chopping block and cleaver to cut up fruit while she watched the news. There had been a time when she liked any news item that was related to Bangkok, but she was finding all those stories too boring now. Very rarely did anything come on that she found even mildly interesting.
She finished a couple of apples and a mango, washed her block and cleaver up and went for a shower. She knew that she was only a little less angry than the night before, but she was happier. She felt unappreciated and friendless. In fact, she had felt like that for years, but she had known it deep down, now it was coming unbearably near the surface and Bai was partly responsible for making her more
