Ash of our ancestors

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“I see grandpa’s face in the smoke,” Lili said. “Do you see him too, Mommy?”

Mommy looked out over the impossible cloud threatening death and starvation on their homeland, and her only hope were the faces she, too, saw staring back at her, promising a kind of peace she would never be ready for.

“Yes, sweetie. I see grandpa too.” ⁣

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