In 1997, after months of anticipation, Susanne Antonetta rushed to SeaTac Airport to meet her infant son Jin. Anxiously sipping martinis with Antonetta hours earlier, a friend muses, “You could be in labor right now.” From here the book follows a loose chronology, tracing the first few months of bonding, through a playful early childhood, into a moody adolescence. Beginning at age eight, Jin is teased for being adopted as well as for being Asian, despite living in an ostensibly uber-progressive Bellingham neighborhood where children had names like “Bliss,” “Sequoia,” and “Butterfly.”