Me and cô Cúc before she fired me.
My Vietnamese teacher fired me.
I was late to our thrice weekly appointment one time too many. Angry that she was waiting 20 minutes and I still hadn’t shown up, cô Cúc stormed out of the office. I ran downstairs but just missed her. “She looked mad!” said Phuong, the receptionist. Uh oh.
I tried calling. No answer.
