05-12-2022, 03:11 PM
Mable wasn't certain she knew where Korea was, wasn't certain she had ever heard of the place before, but that didn't matter. The mention of a kingdom intrigued her, and she listened closely to Mr. Brennan's words.
She knew what living inside walls was like, though she suspected Mr. Brennan's walls were more literal than her own. Her walls were were her youth, the near constant bruises on her brother's body. Her hill was not tangible either; her hill were her brother's words and promises of something better coming soon.
"We're both very far from home, then, aren't we?" Her voice was quieter than it had been before. She had never said so to her brother, but she missed the farm they grew up on. She missed the freedom, she missed not worrying about finding a place to sleep, and a small part of her missed their father. Perhaps Mr. Brennan would understand those sentiments.
"But we're probably never going back, even if we want to. Do you want to? I shouldn't assume, but you sound like you miss Nagan - Naganeup... Korea. How old were you when you left?"
She knew what living inside walls was like, though she suspected Mr. Brennan's walls were more literal than her own. Her walls were were her youth, the near constant bruises on her brother's body. Her hill was not tangible either; her hill were her brother's words and promises of something better coming soon.
"We're both very far from home, then, aren't we?" Her voice was quieter than it had been before. She had never said so to her brother, but she missed the farm they grew up on. She missed the freedom, she missed not worrying about finding a place to sleep, and a small part of her missed their father. Perhaps Mr. Brennan would understand those sentiments.
"But we're probably never going back, even if we want to. Do you want to? I shouldn't assume, but you sound like you miss Nagan - Naganeup... Korea. How old were you when you left?"
