I see you, Dad: Getting to know my father made us friends for life
When I was nine, my parents got divorced. My sister and I would stay with my mum on weekdays and weekends were spent at my dad’s apartment. He would pick us up at the bus stop, we’d go to Boon Lay market and savour the famous chicken rice there, then head over to the condominium … Continue reading I see you, Dad: Getting to know my father made us friends for life
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