Chapter Ten

    Once we arrived at my father’s restaurant I smile at the sight of the restaurant’s name ‘KANG’S’, written in big golden letters in the middle of the building.

    Slipping into the restaurant after my brother who gentlemanly opens the door for me, I take in a deep breath.

   For some reason, I’m always floored by how many renovations my father has put into this place and how much it has grown.

   The restaurant is filled with loud chatter due to the number of people crowding the place and the waiters running around to attend to customers. 

      I can still clearly remember what the place used to look like before I left, bleak walls with peeling wallpaper, barely functional ceiling lights, and an odd stale smell permeating the air.

     But it’s thanks to the help of a friend of my dad’s that I got my first job as a child m