Finally, there is the troubling question of what is to be done with this
story. Given the risk to Mikhail (and to Olya), I cannot simply publish this
story; even changing identifying details would not protect them, as my own
movements on that trip were certainly known to the authorities. I could
choose fiction, as I in fact have done here, creating a story of my own that
holds enough but not too much (I hope) of the truth yet carrying sufficient
moral purpose of the original to make it worth the telling. But that falls
short, too. How can a cause that’s masked be served? I don’t have those
answers. I remain unsure what to do, and this dilemma remains unresolved.