Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 2020complete | Page 594

“I’m sure Mei Mei can visit after we cleaned out all this unpleasant mess. Shall we return?” Holly
said.
With that, I was led back onto the tram and sent back into the tall towers and clean streets south of
the city. I was to be satisfied with that response, and expected not question. I watched behind glass panes as
the grey district receded into the distance, squinting in hopes of catching a glimpse of the market again if I
looked hard enough. The landscape remained unchanged.
The dusk had faded into a dull navy, and despite all the colourful lights and beautiful skyline of the
city, I could no longer enjoy it.