“For Ming Kai’s nose—which, like so many Chinese organs, was advanced beyond the reckoning of his Caucasian brother—” — Daniel Wallace Copy Share Image
“Ming Kai gasped for air, a breath he didn’t seem to exhale, and his eyes fluttered shut. “He’s dead,” his replacement wife said, not without a little sadness. “He’s dead.” A moment passed, that silent moment when the soul leaves… — Daniel Wallace Copy Share Image
