we decide to send back some gifts and unneeded clothing back home to California.
i ask my dad to include a letter for mom, and catch a glimpse of him writing on a sheet ripped out of his journal.
it's titled: "To Takako..."
i've never heard him call my mom by her name. and i'm sure he never writes to her cuz they've spent the last 30+ years living together every single day.
the trip has been worth it already.
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