Wen Zhao saw Su Xiaohui back to her neighborhood, then stepped out of the car to return her keys.
"You should head in," he said, giving her a wave.
"Just take my car," Su Xiaohui offered.
"No thanks. Your car's a bit small for me, I'm not used to it."
Wen Zhao had never been one for subtlety.
Recalling his G-Wagen, still at the repair shop, and the Wrangler he was driving now, Su Xiaohui fell sile


