OAKLAND PARK: The Bread cannot become Dough again

In November 2002, in a Fort Lauderdale Burger King, a thirty-something man with a drinking problem and a one-way ticket to nowhere sits across from a seventeen-year-old girl cradling a four-week-old baby. Her name is Tat. Her mother is dying. She orders a Whopper Jr. and counts out exact change.
What begins as an unlikely connection becomes four years of real love—difficult, tender, complicated love, the kind forged between two people navigating grief, poverty, and the particular ache of wan...