The door burst open. Lei stood in the doorway, his face red with rage. “Next time, you better have a baby boy or I’ll send you back to North Korea. They’ll put you back in prison and this time, you’ll die,” he screamed with his fists clenched, ready to strike.
Twenty year old Soo Jin lifted her arms up, protecting her face from the expected blows by her much older Chinese husband. She said nothing, knowing her excuses would only provoke him to greater wrath.
“And don’t think about your baby,” Lei said, “she’s dead.”
“How? Can I see her?” said Soo Jin, looking up at his pockmarked face, but not revealing any emotion in her dark eyes.
“I told you if you had a baby girl I’d throw her in the river and I did,” he said as he partially closed the door. Then he added, “Tomorrow, you’ll clean out the barn. You’re such a loser.”
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