The Ones We're Meant to Find and Luck of the Titanic don't seem to have a lot in common. One of these books is set in an imagined future, and the other represents a potential past. Though the protagonists of both are part of the Asian diaspora, their concerns are divided by hundreds of years of social upheaval and climate catastrophe. But as I read, I began to realize that they somehow bear surprising thematic connections: Siblings who are divided by differing values but yearn to support one another. Worlds where privilege casts a long shadow but the struggle for survival becomes universal. Boats with names that ultimately don't bear our protagonists to the end of their journeys.