WARNING:This may get confusing as Jayne is referred to by another name. Just remember that Jayne is the main character and his name still starts with a “J” and you should be fine. :D

CHAPTER FOUR: A Face With the Name

“How abouts you start with what your name really is?”

“John Thomas Lang! You get your skinny little pi gu back in here this instant!” Maria Lang was a tall, elegantly framed woman who was used to getting her way when she demanded it. And right now, she wanted her second oldest son’s help with the grilling.

“Deng yi xia, Ma!”

John clumped onto the porch a minute later carrying a stack of ammo boxes, rifle slung across his back. Setting the gun and boxes down, he wiped his feet on the mat and stuck his head into the kitchen.

“Whaddaya need Ma?”

“Speak properly boy,” Maria scolded “I’m not raising any heathens in this house. What were you doing out back?”

He shuffled his feet. “Just some target practice.”

“Target practice?” She glared up at her son who was only now overtaking her in height. “You know how I feel about you spending so much time with those guns. No good will ever come of it, Johnny. You mark my words.”

“Aw ma, don’t start. It’s just for fun and all. Got to keep my eye sharp for huntin’- I mean hunting season.” he corrected himself.

Maria frowned but instead of arguing, she thrust a large covered bowl into his hands. “Well, I’ll tell you what you can start. You start that spiedie chicken and make sure you don’t overcook it. Your sisters don’t like it when it’s all hard.”

“Don’t worry Mrs. Lang. I won’t let Johnny burn anything.”

Maria looked around John as he shifted to the side and saw a slender Chinese girl with wide brown eyes hidden behind thick glasses carefully balancing an armload of punctured tin cans. “Well hello there Feng. I couldn’t see you, John’s getting so big. He’s going to eat us right out of house and home if he keeps growing the way he is. Go ahead and leave those cans out on the porch. How’s your