"Red! A red start for good luck!" Mrs. Hayes put down the breakfast in her hand, pointed at her own clothes and said, "Cheongsam—start in style and win in style."
After she finished, she pointed at Mr. Hayes and said, "Vest—victory comes charging in. Well? This is your parents' deepest blessing for you!!"
Ethan couldn't help rolling his eyes. He sat down at the table and said, "You two can't be bothered to care about me most days, then at a time like this you rely on these old superstitious tricks to bless me for the university admissions process. What's the point? How's that any different from those students who only cram at the last minute?"
"Uh…" Mrs. Hayes was so stunned by that that she actually didn't know what to say for a moment.
Ethan picked up his fork, speared some noodles and was just about to put them in his mouth when he suddenly looked up at his mom and said, "Hey? Where's Vivian York?"
