Future, Present, Past by Katherine Huff Singapore, 1985 My family lives in a complex called Balmoral Park, a name that belies its humble appearance. The bougainvillea grows wild where we live, and the air is redolent with oleanders and the heavy stillness of periodic tropical rain that comes without warning. Every day I feel like I’m swimming in my own bodily fog. There’s a pool in the complex we live in, and one day while my mom and I are […]