"What had been saved a lifetime for my husband had been ripped away in less time than it takes to tell. Most horrible of all was that the act of making life itself had left me feeling dead. The force of Loi's twisted soul had entered me and killed me as surely as his knife. He could shoot me now-I wouldn't even feel the bullet (93)." In this passage, I really thought about how deeply Le Ly associated her sick and twisted experience with Loi with death itself. When Le Ly says, "the force of Loi's twisted soul had entered me and killed me as surely as his knife", to me, it says a great deal about her strength in being able to get back up on her feet. The act of Loi left her feeling worthless to the point that she would not even feel the physical pain of a bullet. Getting back up on her feet must have been one of the hardest pains Le had to overcome, even in her long list of tragedies.
When Le Ly went on to say, "Most horrible of all was that the act of making life itself had left me feeling dead", I thought about the crime out of hate that Loi had committed in the place of something that was supposed to be beautiful and produce life. Instead of sex as a unifier or for the creation of life itself, he made it into a disgusting appearance of hatred.
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