In Memory of My Father
譯自 回憶http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/wendy0303/3/1305965392/20080417091841/SleepwalkAt midnight, getting up from the bed, I walked to the hallway, and opened the front door. Watching my strange action, my father blocked me immediately. He asked, “It’s so late! What are yo...
