Michelle Zauner

I wondered if the 10 percent she kept from the three of us who knew her best—my father, Nami, and me—had all been different, a pattern of deception that together we could reconstruct. I wondered if I could ever know all of her, what other threads she’d left behind to pull.

“Love, Loss, and Kimchi

Life is unfair, and sometimes it helps to irrationally blame someone for it.