““Mother wants to sell the amethyst ring Father brought back from America, where he trained in the navy before I was born. She wants to buy needles and thread, fabric and sandals from the camp's black market. I have never seen her without this purple rock. I can't fall asleep unless I twist the ring and count circles. Brother Quang says, NO! What's the point of new shirts and sandals if you lose the last tangible remnant of love? I don't understand what he said but I agree.””
