ended around the time I started my first class.
“Sangmin, are you home?” she called out from her room.
“Yeah, it's me.” I said.
"Want me to make you a sandwich?"
she asked as she came out and met me in the living room.
"Grilled cheese?" she asked, and I smiled and nodded.
As she went into the kitchen I put my backpack down and took off my shoes
and went to use the restroom. As I washed my hands I looked up and stared at my reflection in the mirror. On a whim I put some water in my hair and combed it to the side.
It did make me look different, I thought. Maybe that kid had been right.
When I came a grilled cheese sandwich was waiting for me on the coffee table. My mom stared at my new look and
smiled. I could tell by her expression she was going to get all sappy, but she controlled herself, knowing how I didn't like being smothered like I did when I was a kid.
