A Suitcase of Promises: How I Sold My Father’s Hope for Peace

you feel free because your father is locked behind a keypad door, what does that make you?

A monster?

Or just a son in a country where everyone is exhausted and no one admits it?

That question, right there, is where the comments would split like a knife.

Because half of America would spit on me and say, How could you?

And the other half would whisper, I continue reading …