saw Andy's grandfather frown. Was something wrong? âSo this would have been passed down from Yasahiro to his son Ichiro, my father,â Kenjiro mused. âAnd Father would have passed it down to my older brother, Michio. But Michio was killed in World War II. I was in college then, and my family was in the relocation center at Camp Amache in Colorado. I wonder when it was put away in the storage shed?â âIt is hard to say,â Kimura-san replied. âPerhaps it was stored there before the family went to the camp, and later, in his sorrow, Ichiro didn't think to pass the legacy to you, his second son. It is rightfully yours now.â Kenjiro nodded. âIt would seem so.â âGrandpa, are you angry that your father didn't give these to you?â Andyâs question echoed Leighâs thoughts. Kenjiro turned to him, seemingly surprised. âNo, of course not. My father was devastated when Michio died. We all were. I can understand why he didn't think to pass them on to me. I'm just sad this is mine because of my brotherâs death.â He took a deep breath, and let it out. âBut it is an honor to have it.â He looked at Andy again. âThis will be yours someday. You are the eldest son of my eldest son.â Andy's chest swelled with pride. But then he had a thought. âGrandpa, I hope it's not mine for a long, long time.â At his grandfather's puzzled look, Andy explained. âIt becomes mine when both you and Dad are gone. I don't look forward to that.â
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