“Rosemary cleared her throat. “I’m sure. I would expect nothing less from Cecil. Such a nice man. You know he helped us rent Shittinghurst.” Lucie, Freddie, and Marian burst out laughing. Rosemary frowned. “What’s wrong?” “It’s Cissinghurst, Mom, Cissing,” George said patiently. “Oh, sorry. You know English isn’t my mother tongue,” Rosemary said.”

“Rosemary cleared her throat. “I’m sure. I would expect nothing less from Cecil. Such a nice man. You know he helped us rent Shittinghurst.” Lucie, Freddie, and Marian burst out laughing. Rosemary frowned. “What’s wrong?” “It’s Cissinghurst, Mom, Cissing,” George said patiently. “Oh, sorry. You know English isn’t my mother tongue,” Rosemary said.”

— Kevin Kwan