at me. Her pale white skin and black straight ha

good at this," she admitted. "Let's ask your daddy for help," she said with a smil

s, her hair is different than yours" My Asian mother had no idea how to deal with af

o one of the hairstyles your mother does." My nana liv

ustration aside. "Come 'ere Elsa," h

father how he learned to braid hair in such a precise and be

er "Everything okay, Dr. Nakamura?"

Dr. Williams" she responded,

conference my mother held the first time she was invited to the country. My father fell h

and had me. I didn't get a lot of time with them

aid as he hel

it was one of the las

my mother said, looking worried

ver hurt anyone," he s

e looked beautiful in that yellow dress. My mother loved fashion and she had an impeccable styl

rents almost every night. Be it in good mem

y bad memories about them, o

andsome. My mother would always say she fel

tted he had fallen for her because

I was six years old. My paternal grandmother raised me, an

omplete

nt. Why are my eyelids so he

ing well" I hear a m

e up?" a melodious

than you