“Hey Minari,” her ebullient voice poured out from the speakers in the phone, her joyful tone lighting up the room once again. I looked down at the bright phone screen, her face standing out in the profile picture zone of the chat as always. I pressed ‘continue’ and the recording played on, “It’s meeee, your baby tiger cub” she laughed out and I laughed too at her precious remark, reminding me how much I missed her ringing laughter. “If you’re hearing this then I’m probably...”