Silver Like Dust

My Bachan passed away in 2016 and I think about her every day, miss her every day. I asked her twice about internment. Once when I was a teenager and had just learned about it in English class and once as an adult when I was living with her. Both times she told me she didn't really remember, that she was too young. Later, I did the math and realized she was a teenager during internment and mostly, she just didn't want to talk about.

How I would have given anything to hear these stories from my Bachan. What a precious gift Kimi's Bachan gave her here.