My lessons progressed with Ruben to the point I could hold simple conversations in Armenian. Nothing elaborate, but a little more than 'where's the bathroom.' It was his last lesson that made my heart jump.

"I may have found her, or her family at least," Ruben stated with a smile as he entered the door. He was excited and now, so was I.

"Tamara? Where?"

"In the outskirts of Yerevan, in old soviet era tenet housing," Ruben stated, rubbing his bald head. He always did that when lessons went well. Good thing he didn't play poker. "My family thinks it is Tamara's family, they're not completely sure, but how many...