I'll receive my last phone call from Ruhiyyih today, before she lands in China. Oh, she might call me from there, but the conversations are monitored, and everything we say has to be laced with constraint and vigilance. She will read my journal here, but not comment, and we will have frequent e-mails. They will be carefully done.
THE GOOD WOMEN OF CHINA is written by Xinran, and is one of my favorites:
"When you walk into your memories, you are opening a door into the past; the road within has many branches, and the route is different every time."
Ruyiyyih, dear, make wonderful memories. . . I love you.
