I watched them drive away, hoping everything would be okay.
With only the hope that everything would work out well for him. He had been lucky, very lucky. In a storm like that driving fast enough to fly off the edge was bad. But the fact that he had survived and with so few injuries was nothing short of a miracle.
‘May his luck continue… Maybe I should go to the temple and pray for him later… Hmmm, yeah, that’s a good idea.’
I sighed, my body ached all over the place and I contemplated going back inside and trying to draw again for a little bit. Or walking downhill to the nearest store to buy something to eat with what little money I had left from my last paycheck.
‘Nah…. I am already walking to the temple later. Best to not make my body ache twice in one day.’
I turned around and walked back inside.
Out of habit I headed straight for the fridge and frowned before I even pulled it open. But the moment I did, my mouth dropped open.
Food! And lots of it. There was enough for at least three weeks with how little I actually ate.
And it wasn’t poor man's food either, it was things like thick pork strips, fresh vegetables, pickled radish, perfectly marbled beef steaks, cabbage and even some very delicious homemade Kimchi. I stared at it in disbelief.
There was only one way this had gotten there. Mark’s friend Jae had come and brought it all here at Mark’s behest.
I sighed. This was too much… I hadn’t even done anything. I unlocked my phone and stared at the line chat I had opened to send my address to Jae.
Refusing the hospitality and asking them to come back so I could return it to them would be too rude.
And sending something in return was not in my ability to do right now.
I wondered what to do, the stress of it eating me a little inside, along with having not eaten since the day before at around this time. My stomach was cramping in pain. I licked my lips, my stomach made a sound that if I had been in public I would have been ashamed of, at home. I just sighed and rubbed my belly.
“Ah, whatever…” I reached into the fridge and started pulling out ingredients. I set everything up, washed my hands and started preparing a meal.
An hour later I was all done and staring at three small dishes of Samgyeopsal-gui, Bibimbap, Baechu Doenjang Guk, plus Kimchi, and sliced radish.
I licked my lips, prayed and then dug in starting with the Samgyeopsal. Nothing had tasted better in my entire life.
Digging in, I couldn’t help but compare yesterday to today. At this time of the day, I was being fired after having my very imagination robbed from me.
I had never felt this full in ages. I almost felt like I had a food baby in my gut and I meandered over to the computer in full satisfaction. I walked over to my TV and turned it on, then flopped onto my couch and started to flick through my phone. I opened my favorite web novel app on my phone and opened my favorite novel to start reading. It was a guilty pleasure of mine. A Chinese novel all about betrayal, love and mutual destruction. It was over a thousand chapters long. I was only at chapter three hundred and eighty-six and I felt like I might die before finding out what would happen to Xiao Fei and Yang Mi. I wanted to skip it all and sneak a peek.
But I also knew that I had so much time for my guilty pleasure now that I better not skip ahead. After all, I could be patient. Yesterday I had been thinking that there was no reason to live. And today I realized life was precious, it was hard, but yet wonderful.
And if you had a full belly and a roof over your head, did you really need anything else?
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