Read the excerpt from chapter 7 of Obasan by Joy Kogawa.For the rest of the car ride home I kept quiet while Aunt Emily bulldozed on. I could see that we were in for an evening of marathon talking, whether anyone else felt up to it or not.Even before the supper dishes were cleared away, Aunt Emily was shuffling and sorting documents and conference papers on the kitchen table."Read this, Nomi,” she said from time to time, handing me papers as if they were snapshots. I sometimes managed to catch half a paragraph on a page before she gave me something else. She must have thought I was speed-reading and listening to her at the same time, like switching back and forth between movies on television. A good way to stay agitated."Give you something to chew on,” she said. She was eating a slice of Uncle’s stone bread with a slab of raw onion. You’re the one with the strong teeth, I thought to myself. She did have strong teeth. And a tough digestion.