1. What It Feels Like To Go Home
... wiping her hands on a towel in her trademark manner. While laughing, my mother looks at my face and hugs me joyfully. My mother is only 5"2 and I feel like a giant hugging her. She tells me how great it is to see me and how happy she is that I came back. As she speaks in English, I respond ... he comes in through the door. As I hear the car pulling in, I fixate on the familiar hollow noises of the doors opening and shutting in my father's white Lexus. The heavy sliding glass door opens, and my brother walks in with his blue Jansport bag pack on his shoulders. I see he got a haircut, and...
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