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As you read my story, you might be thinking the woman doesn’t know her geography. However the muse took me far from this Venice. Just think Thoreau. 😉
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
ENEMY NON-ALIEN
February 14, 1943
Dear Diary,
Last night I dreamt I was back at Venice beach with my baby brother when armed soldiers snatched him away. I woke up screaming.
This morning my mother smiled a smile that couldn’t hide her sorrow. “Happy birthday, Suzuka.”
For years my parents longed for another child. Mommy prayed for a son. Last year we celebrated Hiroshi’s arrival—my 14th birthday present—right before the ‘executive order.’
Six months ago he died of pneumonia.
Sun glints off the barbed wire fence as my classmates and I recite the Pledge of Allegiance to the American flag.
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One of my favorite books on the subject, The Red Kimono, was written by our own FF’r Jan Morrill.