are another problem,” I said. “All of these difficulties are entirely my fault.”
“This is not a problem,” Li-Li said hurriedly, though I knew she meant the opposite. “The car is waiting. You are ready?”
She certainly was, in defiance of the hour. Her hair swept tightly across the arch of her forehead, held back with pins, the rest short to her chin. She had faint sideburns bleached white and skin one shade toward olive. Nervous and sober, Li-Li wasn’t my copy, but she was my counterpart—a fraternal twin in this assistant’s life. She held herself together in a way I already envied. Her white blouse was without wrinkle or stain, her skirt and gray jacket right out of a dry-cleaning bag.
“I promise everything will be easier from here,” I said.
“I understand,” Li-Li said. And maybe she did, if she was as well-trained as I was at telling lies.
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