At the door of a rural house sits a silent simple old woman in the winter sun. With scattered silver hairs, red swollen eyes, a face full of scars, the old woman lowers her head and shivers feebly, leaning against a shabby dark door.
"Why am I still alive? " the elder Chinese woman who endured neglect and abuse by her son and daughter-in-law whispered to herself. Sitting alone by the door of a small, windowless dark room, she wondered if she would survive this long winter.—Nancy Hanzhang Shen