The Naked Tree
- onMarch 22, 2018
- Vol.39 Spring 2018
- byPark Wansuh
- The Naked Tree
Tr. Yu Young-nan 2011
In my heart, however, a nasty thought swirled. The war isn’t finished yet. It will continue for many, many years, and disaster will strike everybody equally. I just happened to receive my share earlier than others.
“You must be tired. Why don’t you go to bed?” I said to my uncle.
After spreading out a mat for him in my room, I lay down beside my mother for the first time in a long while. Still, we had little to talk about. My mother let out a low sigh.
“Did Uncle give you any money?” I asked.
“Yes. He said it was for our living expenses.”
“I don’t know. It’s over there. You can count it later.”
“Did he eat here?”
“What did you cook for him?”