Katherine invited me to meet her parents in Chinatown. I was apprehensive. It was Saturday morning in November, 2002. We had known one another for months. I was hoping it could last forever-a relationship with no parents, that is. It wasn’t what I expected. I thought Mrs. Lin Ming Lu, Katherine’s mother, would be warm and inviting, that she’d welcome me into her home, fawning over me and her daughter and pestering us with offerings of Chinese delicacies.