
The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel

didn’t sway my hips like a flirt, didn’t lower my eyes like a servant, didn’t smile like someone for hire. Instead, I raised my free hand, gave them a polite nod like the businesswoman I was, and said in perfect American English, “Good afternoon, gentlemen. How are you?”
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
He smiled, remembering that people on the ocean liner said that Jews had arrived in Shanghai to make a fortune as early as in 1843, after Britain defeated the Chinese Qing dynasty during the first Opium War.
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
A love that couldn’t accept a lover’s flaws was a selfish love.
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
The German government had announced that a Jew living abroad could not be a German citizen and all the assets of the Jews would be taken over by the Third Reich.
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
Occupied Shanghai was the only open port for Jews, the only city that accepted him without an entry visa. This city was his dream; Berlin a nightmare.
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
along the walls, empty tables cast shadowy figures like land mines.
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
Really, the best life was the safest.
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
But who would say it was wrong to indulge in a song from your heart during the winter days of your life?
Weina Dai Randel • The Last Rose of Shanghai: A Novel
Luo Ye Gui Gen, fallen leaves long for the roots,