Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 107 February 1924 “Otösan, Coach Williams wants me to try out for the baseball team,” said Takeshi to his father. Haru heard the strain in his voice, even though he tried to sound casually enthusiastic. “He thinks I could be the starting first baseman for McKinley,” Takeshi added.....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 106 Kapi‘olani Park A light spray tingled the faces of Haru and her young charges. The 3 o’clock sun had painted a double rainbow arching down from rainy Wa‘ahila Ridge, curving into sunny Kapi‘olani Park, a mile from the Takayamas’ home. “Check your backpacks,” reminded Haru. A dozen....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 105 Diamond Head, Easter Sunday, 1923 “What’s at stake is what type of Nisei citizens will be voting — those molded in the American tradition in public schools, or those indoctrinated by the Buddhist-run, so-called language schools?” Square-jawed Walter Dillingham was holding court with Hawai‘i’s power elite this....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 104 As Kenji drove off, Haru padded over to her Singer. “A seamstress day,” she addressed the new machine, all the while thinking, You are the only good outcome of my meeting with Okumura. She sat down beside the pile of her sons’ trousers — some needed to....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 103 Nov. 22, 1922 Except for the wind whispering through the shutters, the rustling of a turning newspaper page and the clinking of a porcelain cup set on a saucer, the after-breakfast ritual silence enveloped the Takayama’s dining room. Earlier in the morning, four daily newspapers had been....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 102 Unconsciously, Haru rubbed her swelling belly, which soon would be noticeable, even under a loose-fitting yukata. She looked at the calendar: Dec. 1. She had put off visiting the Christian Community Center, always finding one reason or another to postpone a visit: like registering the children for....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 101 While waiting for her sons to cross the street, Haru noticed another Model T Ford — not as fancy as Makino’s, but brand-new. Could this possibly be theirs? She and Kenji had planned on shipping their car along with their household goods, until they learned that the....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 99 As Haru strolled down Fort Street with Kenta, sleeping, secured to her back, she thought of herself as Alice in Wonderland finding herself in a strange world after falling down a rabbit hole. She marveled at the many cars on the street. It was not just the....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan Chapter 98 As Bishop Imamura drove the Takayama family up Bishop Street toward the Fort Street Hongwanji, they did not notice a thin, bat-eared man strutting up a set of fire stairs on the side of the two-story granite Bishop National Bank building. The Rev. Takie Okumura was the....
Historical Fiction by Michael G. Malaghan

Historical Fiction – “Picture Bride”, A Family Saga

HISTORICAL FICTION By Michael G. Malaghan PART VI: REJECTION Chapter 97 Kailua, Hawai‘i, Aug. 19, 1920 Haru stood at the rear railing of the Matson ship pulling away from the Kailua pier moorings and waved to the hundreds of well wishers blinking into the early rays of the sun skimming the ocean’s horizon. She inhaled....

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