“One morning her son, at the height of his teenage cockiness, goes off to school as always, hardly taking a sip of coffee, long and lanky in his favourite jeans. To his mother, he looks the same as he always has, ever since he was a boy. That look is where all her memories reside-it’s only natural. He never mentioned to her that he once participated in a demonstration, just for a little while, and maybe just because his friends were going. What would that feel like? No one can say what happened after the rash of political upheavals that follow in the wake of the coup d’etat. No one tries to help, because everyone is too scared. Terrible rumours keep circulating, throwing her into confusion; there are no good rumuors.”
Yoshimoto Banana, “Bee Honey”, 2000.
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