Sun grasped Jae’s hands and wished he would just look at her. “What’s the matter, Brother?” Behind him, Mee-Kyong edged closer, her beady eyes fixed on Jae like a hungry cat’s. Why was he so angry? What could make him act this way, unless ...? She gasped. “Is it Mother? Is something wrong?” A heavy rock sank to the bottom of Sun’s stomach. Had Mother died of grief or anxiety? How could she ever forgive herself?
Jae shook his head and said nothing. She clutched his hands and brought them together in front of her chest. “Please, Brother, I know I should have talked with you before I left. I made a terrible mistake.” His muscles tensed, but Sun continued. If she could only make him understand, everything would be all right. “I was wrong. I should have known better. I should never have truste
