Read this excerpt from “Hmong Tops.”They emerged from the store and headed home. Lorenzo stiffened as the group’s whispers lingered on the air. He was tired of being a stranger. He lived here now, and he wanted to play Hmong tops.He marched over and once again insisted on playing. A glint of fire sparked in his eyes. One of the larger boys blocked the way, prepared to extinguish that spark, and shoved Lorenzo to the ground.