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10:55 By Ch'oe Yun his is an experiment. Yes, that's how we'll start. The three of us sit silently on the hillside, looking down on the barren fields. It's the season when the dry winds blow. K has given notice he'll be visiting. We've been turning the stable for the cattle into a little house for people--it's taken six months. This little house is all that's left to us, and here we are together again, back in battle mode. I'm not sure how the K Wars ever started. K was the only one who had stayed behind--he couldn't bear to leave our parents. And so the three of us were away when the accident happened. K was in the back seat and he alone survived. Afterwards our relationship regressed--it was like the day he first arrived, Father carrying him piggyback. That winter day when they spotted him at the marketplace. He was our age but very slow of speech, and when we tried to stand him up he plopped right down again. We got him deloused and scrubbed him clean and dressed him in our clothes. He became child Number Two of four--not that anyone ever asked us. Before http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture University of Hawai'I Press

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Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture , Volume 7 (1)

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By Ch'oe Yun his is an experiment. Yes, that's how we'll start. The three of us sit silently on the hillside, looking down on the barren fields. It's the season when the dry winds blow. K has given notice he'll be visiting. We've been turning the stable for the cattle into a little house for people--it's taken six months. This little house is all that's left to us, and here we are together again, back in battle mode. I'm not sure how the K Wars ever started. K was the only one who had stayed behind--he couldn't bear to leave our parents. And so the three of us were away when the accident happened. K was in the back seat and he alone survived. Afterwards our relationship regressed--it was like the day he first arrived, Father carrying him piggyback. That winter day when they spotted him at the marketplace. He was our age but very slow of speech, and when we tried to stand him up he plopped right down again. We got him deloused and scrubbed him clean and dressed him in our clothes. He became child Number Two of four--not that anyone ever asked us. Before

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