The first time Jesse saw the black Buka was in the park. He was flying a plastic Superman kite, dueling against his step-father’s rainbow box kite. Jesse yanked the blue nylon string, swooping his kite toward his step-father’s. Kentaro dodged easily. “Too broad a strike,” he called, laughing. “A true fighter kite would loop around … Continue reading Gift of the Kites by Jim C. Hines