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by Bae Myung Hoon Translated by Se-Woong Koo (Warning: Do not read during mealtime) ngyng had a small face, a lean frame, straight posture, and fair skin. She was a striking beauty. I quickly pulled over and scrutinized the photo. "Who is she?" Mother was all smug. "Why? Do you like her?" "She's probably just photogenic." I restarted the car, pretending I didn't care. But I worried that the way I kept glancing at the side mirror might betray my interest. My mind was made up. I had been seeing someone for two years. Mother wasn't all that into Sojin but I didn't care. Mother wasn't rich and I wasn't exactly young. So it was all the more surprising that she had found me such a gorgeous woman. Mother said if I didn't change my mind after seeing three women of her choice, I could go ahead and marry Sojin. "Don't be absurd. I'm going to marry her whether you like it or not." What I said didn't matter, of course; Mother started looking for a suitable woman using every connection at her disposal. I wasn't worried because mothers all have predictable taste. The first woman was a
Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture – University of Hawai'I Press
Published: May 3, 2013
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