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The Day Our Worlds Collided
After several months together, Nam asked to meet my mother.
“Linh,” he said, “I don’t want to hide this. I want to meet your family properly.”
I hesitated. Mom was protective and conservative. But I loved him — and if our relationship was real, she deserved to know.
When we stepped into the yard, Mom was watering her plants. She turned toward us, the sun lighting up her face — and then everything froze.
The watering can slipped from her hands.
Her lips trembled.
And then she rushed forward, tears streaming down her face, and threw her arms around him.
“My God… is that you, Nam?”
I stood frozen, my heart pounding.
Nam’s face went pale. “You… you’re Hoa?”
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