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book one ❧ [xiii]

The pond had become one of yours and Jisung's favorite spots to go when you could find time between work and your mom. The two of you could get out of the house together without risking you getting some very strange looks in public. Sometimes you brought a picnic, sometimes books or a crossword puzzle or deck of cards or just laid on your blanket and tried to find shapes in the clouds. Every so often, you'd get someone coming by walking their dog, or a gaggle of kids cutting through from one of their backyards to another, but nobody ever paid you much more attention past a 'hello' or 'lovely afternoon, isn't it?'

After submitting a big project at work, you finally had some free time again. As long as your mom was having a good day today. She'd been more sensitive to you leaving the house lately on her bad days, and while the aides promised that she always calmed down eventually, you hated causing her so much stress if it was avoidable—errands were one thing, but a date with your ghost boyfriend that already haunted your residence could take a raincheck.

You looked in the living room first, then the dining area and kitchen, and frowned thoughtfully when you couldn't find your mother and Nayoung. Turning around, you were greeted by Jisung, who pointed to the backyard knowingly.

"They're in the back drinking lemonade," he informed you. "She's having a good day."

"Oh, good. Thanks, Jisung," you let out a breath of relief, giving him a kiss on the cheek as you passed by on your way back into the living room.

Opening up the door that led onto the back porch, you immediately spotted your mom and Nayoung sitting beside each other on two rocking chairs, a pitcher of lemonade between them as they overlooked the small backyard. Their conversation stopped when they heard the door open, both of them turning to look at you over their sunglasses.

You held your hands up defensively. "Woah, I feel like I just interrupted something..."

"Yes, you can go, sweetie," your mom said knowingly.

"What?"

"You finished your work and are checking on me to see if you can go out." She took a sip of her lemonade, pushing her sunglasses back up and settling back into her chair again. "I'm telling you I'm fine, and you can go."

"Nayoung?" You turned to the aide. "Everything okay—?"

"We're fine, Y/N!" Nayoung waved you off with a smile. "Really!"

"Alright, alright." You surrendered, backing up towards the door again. "I'll be back before Hyesoo gets here."

"What day is it, Nayoung?" Your mom asked.

"Wednesday."

"You know, my memory isn't the best, remind me, when does Hyesoo stay the night?"

"Mondays and Wednesdays."

"Hm." Your mom tsked. "Interesting..."

Nayoung didn't add anything further, but giggled as she took another sip of her lemonade.

"You two are nuisances," you scoffed and shook your head, finally heading back inside.

You beelined for your bedroom, finding your ghost already sitting on your bed clearly waiting for you.

"Oh yeah, she's having a great day," you snorted in lieu of a greeting, grabbing your usual tote bag. "That new medication her doctor put her on is doing wonders. I might have to have him cut her off."