{"product_id":"no-river-wide-enough-richard-decker-9781432765996","title":"No River Wide Enough: Escape","description":"No River Wide Enough, Volume I: Escape\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the Revolution sweeps across China, Wang Kat Hing hides up 3000 years of family history against the communist purge of traditional ancestor worship. Betrayed by his brother, Wang escapes to British Hong Kong where he is befriended by American businessman Paul Graham. As Red victory separates Kat Hing from his family in the foothills north of the colony, Wang makes a frantic bid for their freedom by sneaking back into China.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eExcerpt: \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCapitalist running dogs  Wang Cho Tong screamed. He threw the torch through the rice shop window, then led the frenzied mob out through the village gate. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAh-Kat  Wan Chan panted as the bedroom door burst open. They have burned my shop  Our brother leads them  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKat Hing came fully awake. Where is your young wife? \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe and our mother have used the secret door prepared against this night. They wait outside the wall.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the murmur of the mob grew louder, the older man moved toward the stairs as his brother turned the other way. Where are you going? Wan Chan growled.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo bring our father. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBecause of the opium, we all will die  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ah-Kat shook his head. But he is our father. We ARE Chinese \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKat Hing ran to the bedside. My father  He shook the frail old man by the shoulders. Father, we must go now or we die  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Old Head's eyes eased open. Prepare...my pipe, he moaned.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe communists come. They will kill us all \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy...pipe, Bo Chai whispered hoarsely.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the son heard the angry individual voices of men he knew, he lifted the old man, who seemed as light as a goose feather, over his shoulder.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSome of the men led by Cho Tong clawed and pounded on the door of the house as others tore the tablets from the walls of the Temple shrine and smashed them on the ground outside. As two jumped up to wrap their arms around one of the ceiling rafters, the log separated from its groove at the top of the wall. They pried the other end away, then lugged the beam out through the door \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe battering ram men picked up momentum to crash the beam against the great door that splintered and burst open.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs Kat Hing stumbled down the stairs, an expertly-thrown brick hit a glancing blow at the back of his head. The body of Wang Bo Chai did a somersault and the brittle bones of the old man's spine crumbled like chalk against the floor.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs his brother ran through the house, Cho Tong joined the others in raining frenzied blows on the lifeless body of their father.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs Kat Hing ran, he felt the burning in his chest.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAh-Kat  the voice whispered hoarsely.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWang Kat Hing turned and stumbled into Ah-Wan's arms, then the two brothers waded into the water under the bridge.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the sound of the mob faded up the road, Wang Wan Chan led his wife from the stream as Kat Hing urged their mother from the water. When they had traveled for an hour, Ah-Wan looked down at the ground. Where will we go? he moaned.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKat Hing stared into the darkness. There is only one place.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the mob came wearily back, one of Wang Cho Tong's peasant cousins moved up beside the boy. Where are they are hiding?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAh-Cho stared down at the dark path as they crossed the bridge over the stream that had been his special childhood place. They could be in a thousand places.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen we must search a thousand places  Where do they think they can escape the wrath of Peoples Revolution?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCho Tong looked over at the peasant. Have you forgotten your own grandfather? Surely there is only one place.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Richard Decker\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-10:\u003c\/b\u003e 143276599X\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-13:\u003c\/b\u003e 9781432765996\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublisher:\u003c\/b\u003e Outskirts Press\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguage:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublished:\u003c\/b\u003e 11\/15\/2011\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePages:\u003c\/b\u003e 268\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Paperback\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eWeight:\u003c\/b\u003e 0.80lbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eSize:\u003c\/b\u003e 9.00h x 6.00w x 0.56d","brand":"Richard Decker","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":44064754893055,"sku":"9781432765996","price":18.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0662\/2982\/9887\/files\/img_97bf0bb2-e00d-49be-b5e8-d8da57fcf2da.jpg?v=1685397368","url":"https:\/\/www.whiterainbookhouse.com\/products\/no-river-wide-enough-richard-decker-9781432765996","provider":"WR Book House","version":"1.0","type":"link"}