Enemy Aliens in Love
CLINGING TO YURIKO’S wool jacket, Sakura watched in awe. The scene playing out before them seemed merely a dream. Her brother had always been so quiet, so restrained, such a proper young Japanese Canadian. Now Akiyoshi fought the military men, the RCMP officers, and the visiting politician with his words:
“You’ve taken everything from us—our homes, our fishing boats, all our worldly possessions but the clothes on our backs and what little we could fit in a case. You’ve closed our businesses, closed our savings accounts, locked us in stables like common beasts, and you expect us to be silent in our disapproval?”
“All right, calm yourself there, sonny.” One of the Mounties in his bright red jacket and puffy pants took a step toward Akiyoshi. “Now, I ain’t never
