“My children are missing.”
She stands in front of the United States Consulate of Montreal.
Demanding Justice. Imploring the United Nations.
For her own children, and other people’s.
Rape. Abduction. Organ trafficking.
“They replaced my son. I don’t recognize him anymore.
Since his return from Afghanistan.
I’m sure that he’s a spy for the terrorists.
Nobody will listen to me.”
“I’m a teacher. I should be giving lessons in a school right now.
But my children are missing.”