Chapter One
I became Mili’s voice for the first time in April, back when she was just another intake at the Refugee Center. It was my first week as legal clinic interpreter, a sticky week in Los Angeles, when the heat and the dirt sat thinly over the city and soaked into your head and made your clothes all feel too tight. The moment I met her wasn’t anything special. Earlier that day I’d done my first interpretation for a full political asylum interview with a client, and broken out in a sticky sweat in the men’s staff bathroom afterward. That was the real event of the day.
The new Chapter 1 got finished and sent out to a dozen law students tonight. Scary. But it did require me to do some good edits and write a new 2-3 pages. Will report back on Wed. with how they took it.
I like it, it’s intriguing!