Prints in the Sand: My Journey with Nanea
Honolulu, HI – 1942I admit to Nanea that I wish I could help, but I need to go home now. This whole business with Lieutenant Foster has left me missing Dad. I brace for Nanea’s disappointment, but instead, she says she feels the same way about David. I ask her if she thinks they ever have trouble sleeping like Lieutenant Foster. She shrugs and says maybe some families are taking care of them, like Mom and Papa did with the lieutenant.
I nod, and tell Nanea that I bet Lily will help her with her secret message idea. Her face brightens. In fact, Lily is better at origami than she is. That gives me an idea. I ask Nanea if she and Lily will teach me how to fold a crane before I leave…