The Law of Lines by Hye-young Pyun

Author:Hye-young Pyun
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948924979
Publisher: Arcade
Published: 2020-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

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The events of those days had a way of coming back to her at random moments. It got worse after she started following Su-ho. After all, part of her job back then was to keep a watchful eye on others.

Back then. When she could do anything she wanted and yet could do nothing at all. When she wanted to get away but didn’t know where to go, and when the place she got away to only became another place she would have to escape. When day and night, summer and winter, today and tomorrow were all the same. Looking back on it now, nothing had really changed since then. She’d been so clueless. Thinking that the worst part of her life had passed. She’d had no idea she would make it through hell only to have to step back down into the muck again in order to get through the next hell.

Now that she’d stopped hiding out at home, Se-oh kept coming across people who looked like Mi-yeon. Women with similar slim physiques and the kind of faint smile that came off as standoffish but that those close to her knew was genuine. Women with thick, black hair down to their shoulders, who styled themselves in clothing and handbags that looked simple but had been crafted with great care and attention to detail. For all of Mi-yeon’s apparent uniqueness, it turned out there were a lot of women like her.

Se-oh froze each time she saw one. She would get flustered, trip over her own feet, draw attention to herself. She would rush ahead and openly examine the woman’s face. Her mind would not rest until she’d confirmed it was not Mi-yeon. At the same time, it angered her that Mi-yeon still hadn’t surfaced. She realized that her conflicting emotions were allowing “back then” to continue its grip on the present.

Se-oh and Mi-yeon had once been best friends. In fact, they were more like family, having practically grown up together. They could tell each other anything. Se-oh had no other friend who listened to her without judgment. Mi-yeon alone did that for her. Se-oh could say anything without fear of being misunderstood. They talked endlessly every chance they got, sharing everything the moment they were alone together, until they both knew everything there was to know about each other.

Back then Se-oh had a habit of stroking Mi-yeon’s earlobe. Whenever her finger touched that soft, scarred lobe, Mi-yeon’s lips would part slightly. While in the middle of talking or listening, Se-oh would watch closely until Mi-yeon exhaled. Each time her breath brushed Se-oh’s skin, she felt a stirring in some unknown place.

In elementary school, Mi-yeon had had her ears pierced and started wearing glittery, cubic zirconia earrings. Se-oh never touched Mi-yeon’s earlobes when she wore the earrings. The ear-lobes looked like they were a part of the accessory. As Se-oh and Mi-yeon moved up to middle school, the dress code grew stricter, and Mi-yeon had to take the earrings out. The holes

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