“Life Happens When You Least Expect It” by Tram Ho Ngoc Bao

My father stopped his motorbike in front of the door of the house. I reluctantly carried my luggage to the door with a sad face. That was the third time I moved. I should have been acquainted with this situation, but I wasn’t. Maybe because this was the first time I did it alone. MaybeContinue reading ““Life Happens When You Least Expect It” by Tram Ho Ngoc Bao”