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Mijoo could hear the two chattering as she grabbed the half-finished package of cookies and grabbed some chips. She quickly threw some rice in the cooker and turned the oven on to heat some chicken she had pre-marinated earlier and let those cook as she headed to the living room and placed the snacks on the table. “She’s been drawing a lot lately, they’re all so pretty, why don’t you go bring the pictures for uncle Jae to see?” she said, prompting Hyeon to go to her room. When she was out of earshot, she turned to him and said, “she keeps drawing this…figure. No face, it’s all scribbles, and it’s…really weird. Like she has stories like…he went to the store for milk and forgot his wallet, so he sat outside asking for money to get the milk and came home and that’s…very specific. It happened to Haejoon, too. But she wasn’t around then, so I don’t know. You can see for yourself.”
when did a coincidence stop being a coincidence? recalls the conversation he’d had with haejoon’s nurse the previous night ─ wonders if it’s something he should share with mijoo, but the thought of instilling false hope prevents him altogether. he wouldn’t, not until he was fully convinced ; her family had suffered enough. ‘ when did it start? recently? ’
