"It's what I want Haneul." She said, a pleading tone in her voice. "I don't think that I could consider my life complete without a child. I want my essence to live on through the eyes of a child. I want to make a difference in someone's life, I want to create life." She looked at him with those stunning eyes and he could tell that this would make her happy. "Please," she begged. But she didn't need to, he had already made up his mind. He would do anything for her, he would give her anything. Her sores had spread from the back of her arm, and they now plagued her neck and chest too, but she was still beautiful to him. She didn't tell him but he could tell that her muscles were getting weaker, she had to try harder to grip the dishes in the kitchen or focus more when she held his hand. He knew in his mind that having a child would be dangerous for her but all that he wanted to do was make her happy, and seeing the way that she looked at him, the way that her eyes lit up more than usual whenever talking about having a little baby girl or boy, he knew that this would make her happy. "What are we going to name it?" He asked. She jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." He smiled and hugged her back.
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Health for Life
Short StoryThis is a short story. Unpublished and very rough. It follows the memories of an old man reflecting on his heartfelt, painful life. Memories are sometimes all that we are left with and this man remembers everything vividly. Based in South Korea duri...
