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I t's a new millennium, and my girls and I are in Japan, on our way from Australia to the States. It's a trip we've made often, every year and a half or so, part of my futile effort to remind my children that they are half American. But this will be our last such trip. My kids and I are moving to the States. One of my daughters lived there her very first year, the other was born in Jordan and considers herselfand sounds likean Australian. Talk about culture shock!
We move to New Orleans, where my mother settled after the death of my father and has a large extended family. I buy a house a few blocks from the lake, plant a garden, and start writing a book about a dead trophy wife. I develop a mystery series set in Regency England and plan another series, this one of contemporary thrillers. I spend a lot of time talking to a writing friend who used to be an Army intelligence officer. We talk about writing. Books. History. Foreign affairs. Life in the military. We get married.
Hurricane Katrina sent about a foot of water sluicing through the first floor of our house, took off our roof, and made us refugees for eleven months. But we've moved back home now.
And we're all living happily ever after.
Photos and text copyright Candice Proctor
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