By Willy van der Heide
Aan het commence van hun vakantietocht vinden twee jongens een fles met een stuk krantepapier, waarop een geheimzinnige boodschap staat.
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But the Yun-ho of the present moment cared not at all. Every book he opened smelled like mildew. Each volume felt thick and heavy and his arms began to ache. But Yun-ho knew this was only the beginning. The gun might be in the very last of these hundreds of books. Yun-ho moved the ladder and began rummaging through the books on the next shelf. Suddenly Chi-so˘p’s face came to mind. Yun-ho had been going astray ever since Chi-so˘p was dismissed. Yun-ho’s father didn’t realize this. Yun-ho had liked Chi-so˘p.
He took into account the status of U˘n-hu˘i’s father, and the effect on him and his own father if he were to do something stupid with her. If In-gyu hadn’t been so completely calculating, Yun-ho might have forgiven him. Yun-ho’s father knew nothing. From the time he had dismissed Chi-so˘p, Yun-ho had taken the wrong path. With the college prep exam just a few days away Yun-ho had been given one final test by the experts. No one took this preliminary entrance exam lightly. Because this exam, which qualified a person to enter college, had a bearing on which university a student was qualified to attend.
Her voice sounded louder than she had intended. “Go ahead, then. You have him do it and see what happens,” said the woman from the house in back. “Thank you, we will,” Shin-ae said as she closed the vent window. She emerged from the kitchen and stepped down to the yard. In the sunshine stood the faucet, bone dry. There wasn’t a drop of moisture in the house. Out she went. But it was the strangest thing. No one was there. The dwarf was nowhere to be seen. As Shin-ae walked up the alley she looked toward the side street that connected with the main street.