From there the story gets much better. Nam takes me to Deep Fry and Sweet Street. I have a driver who loves food! And when he sees my reaction and how I want one of everything, he gets a big kick out of it. He's laughing and laughing and points at the guy in charge of bagging the food like, "Give her one of everything!" I get a deep fried prawn stick, an egg-roll kind of thing, another egg-roll kind of thing and some flan; I'm just walking the length of this really long table, almost a block long, happy as can be, pointing at everything I want to bring home.
Fortunately, when I get home Katherine is all about helping me eat all of it. But what luck. And oh, he is quite happy when I use my one line of Vietnamese and ask him what time it is this morning. But he makes me practice all the way to school.
The other day when he dropped me off on an errand and I told him I wanted to walk home, he gave me his raincoat- and guess what- it rained.
Yes, he is my mother.