Ahn Misun, a twenty three year old woman who has a five year old son, Ahn Jihun. A single mother who works hard to support both herself and her son. Her son's dead beat father is never there and is a complete disaster. Misun doesn't want her son hav...
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"Mommy, where is daddy?" My five year old son asks as he looks up at me.
Jihun has been asking this question for some time now and I always try to find a way around it. I mentally sigh and smile down at him while I hold his hand. I stop walking and he stares up at me, tilting his head lightly. I pick him up into my arms and he wraps his small fragile arms around my neck.
"He's in Rome working, sweetie." I say as I continue walking. "Why isn't he here?" He asks as he stares up at the moon. "I don't know, baby." I answer as I also stare up at the moon. "—for now let's get home, it's getting really late." I add with a smile as I kiss his nose. "Alright, mommy." He nods with a smile.
I hold him close as I walk through the streets of Daegu. Jihun looks around the city in pure curiosity. I smile and place a kiss on his small head. He looks into my eyes and he leans his forehead against mine.
"Mommy, you're so pretty. Daddy should be here with you, with us." He states.
His words made me frown. Jihun's father left me when he found out I was three months into the pregnancy. He made it sound like I was hiding the pregnancy from him. I had told him right after I took the test, he took it like a joke and went on with his life like nothing happened. I was eighteen about to be nineteen and I didn't beg him to stay. Haejoon left me and I was fine with that. I am not one to beg a man to stay, but I must admit it did hurt me very much knowing that he did not want to take part in Jihun's life. He didn't want to take responsibility for what we both created. He told me many times that he did not want me to have the baby meanwhile I wanted Jihun. He told me to abort Jihun, if I didn't he would leave me and I couldn't do it. I would much rather let him leave me then to kill the unborn child. Being a single mother wasn't so hard because I had some help from my friends and mother, I have been doing it for five years now and I didn't need Haejoon's help.
Sighing, I noticed that the nights in Daegu were getting a lot chillier each passing day. I stop walking and pull Jihun's scarf out from my purse, wrapping it carefully around his neck. He huffs out into the cold night and giggles when he notices that his hot breath shows like a small puff of smoke.
"Mommy, look I'm a dragon!" He giggles as he continues to puff out hot air.
I giggle and smile lovingly at him. I was completely lost in thought. I didn't notice what time it was, which caused my eyes to widen.
9:50pm.
It was getting late very quickly and I still needed to buy Jihun a new tie for school tomorrow. He lost his green tie that goes with his uniform and he wanted me to make him one. I hold him tight as I begin to jog through the crowded street. I spotted the fabric store a block away, but the streets were quite crowded. I try to get through the crowd and to the fabric store as quickly as possible. Looking back down at my watch, I begin to panic.
