Archives: Saturday, September 8, 2018

Lau Lum

“Lau Lum,” Mrs. Gia greeted me. Long time.  She smiled and set a dish of banh cuon on the counter, my favorite lunch in the old days. I laughed.  “How did you know?” “People don’t change much,” she said in her excellent English. It felt like it was only yesterday when I’d come to say goodbye,

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