“Papa…There wasn’t a single literate interrogator, they misspelled every word. They couldn’t even spell ‘execution’ right…” He will never understand me or my mother because he didn’t spend a single day of his life in the Soviet Union. My mother—my son—me…we all live in different countries, even though they’re all Russia. The ties that bind us are ghastly. Ghastly! Everyone feels lied to…
