Chapter 25
Chapter 25 — The House Without Me
“If you live for a long time, it will naturally become home.”
The spring breeze blew through the newly renovated hallway. The apricot tree has just sprouted its first leaf. Not far away, an old beam that had been cracked for many years, thanks to the support of new tenon joints, once again firmly supported the roof. I stepped onto the wooden scaffolding and took the ink tube that Uncle Luong gave me. The ink line flicked down. Straight and clear. This time, no one decides for me where I should stand. RUN OUT OF
“If you live for a long time, it will naturally become home.”