LISBON — On some nights, when her dorm area listed here turns darkish and the church bells quit ringing, the young trumpet participant thinks about the distant afternoon when her uncle took her to the graveyard to gather stones. That was in Afghanistan, in the chaotic times immediately after the United States withdrew past 12 months and the Taliban reasserted command. Her uncle had insisted that they pay back respects at the family members cemetery before they packed their baggage with walnuts and spices and books of poems by Rumi, just before they began their life as refugees. Standing by the graves, she watched as her uncle closed his eyes…