CHAPTER 42
Sang-Hee hadn’t let go of her little sister’s hand for the entire bus ride. She rested one cheek on the young girl’s head and whispered sweet senseless musings: “It’s going to get better.” “One day, this will be over.” “Life won’t always be so hard.” When the bus slowed down in front of a hotel, she took a deep breath. At least the building looked fancy enough to have an elevator. The last time Min had been taken to entertain at another establishment, Sang-Hee had to carry her up three flights of stairs.
The businesswoman, now wearing a low-cut dress with beads swirling from its short skirt, stood up in the bus aisle next to the driver. “This is where you will work tonight. The party begins in forty-five minutes, which should give you time to freshen up in your rooms upstairs.
