Riski Sammy

Mary Li

I once knew a woman named Mary Li. I knew her since I was born. She was much older than me, but I took to her because she was remarkably intelligent and wise, and I thought she could teach me to be a fine young woman. It was my own wrongdoing that severed our friendship permanently later on. After seventeen years, I’ve begun to reconcile with her memories and the influence she has had over me. Her life and, especially, my time with her, inspires my every step forward.