Summary

This chapter is told from the point of view of Dong-ho’s mother, 30 years after the soldiers killed him. She speaks directly to Dong-ho. She recalls chasing after a boy in the street that looked exactly like her son. Although she knew it could not possibly be him, she followed him for a while, hoping to get a glimpse of his face. She remembers Dong-ho’s funeral, and how she buried him herself. Dong-ho’s middle brother had explained to her that his casket was so light and his face was so pale because of all of the blood that he lost. The fact that her middle son has aged so much and is so troubled by thoughts of revenge worries her. Her eldest son, on the other hand, is always smiling. Her two sons barely ever speak to one another anymore. She explains...