Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4 - 7 2018 | Page 123

Jinpa got into the cab and hesitated before giving his reply,
"On the contrary, even the finest weather in New York can’t compare with the warmth in my monastery
on the snowy mountains of Bhutan. No sir, not even close!”
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And the halls of the monastery rang with laughter as the bells in the happiest country in the world chimed
once again.