I was around seven when I realized that Judy was too old to be playing with someone my age. She lived up the street in a rundown corner house with peeling paint in a cheerful shade of light blue — a color that seemed incongruous to me even back then. The house had a long, rectangular yard occupied by a Labrador that growled and barked at passersby. I never once saw a sign of Judy’s mother or any siblings, but I knew her father had a thick brown mustache and always looked angry. I would see him in the mornings…

Lessons From My Mother — Lin-Hua Wu — Medium

Lin-Hua Wu

Lin-Hua is a daughter, sister, wife, and mother of four. She works in tech in San Francisco.

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