Happy Friday! I hope you've had a great week! I'm taking a little time off Ko's story to figure out exactly where things are headed next, but I still have a snippet to share.
“What are you doing?” Ko squirmed as Mama fidgeted with the collar of her blouse.
“You’re not a little girl anymore. Nobody your age buttons all the way up to the top.” Mama’s hard, cold fingers pried the first three buttons out of their holes. “There.” Her tone reflected satisfaction, but her face was set in a scowl.
“But, Mama!” Ko glanced down at the exposed skin of her neck. “That’s … that’s indecent.” It was chilly, and Ko was certain Papa would disapprove if he saw her now. She tried to adjust the collar, but Mama grabbed her by both wrists and then yanked the fabric back down.
“You will look presentable for a change.” With a grunt, Mama eased herself back down to the floor and continued scrubbing.
Scrubbing. Cooking. Cleaning. Preening. Is that all that consisted of the life of a general’s wife? Was this really what Mama had dreamed of when she was a little girl? When she was Ko’s age? Ko certainly wouldn’t walk into domestic servitude like that, no matter how well-off her potential husband might be. But things hadn’t always been like this. It hadn’t always been Pyongyang with its pristine streets and gaudy parades. Pyongyang with its bronze statues, where even the pigeons knew better than to deface the Dear Leader’s image. Pyongyang, with its snobbish dinner guests whom you had to entertain even while subsisting on military rations.
No, it hadn’t always been like this.
Random Fact: I had always assumed I would get married and have kids, but I never pined for motherhood, nor did I have any guess how rewarding it would be.
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