sheâs heard it all before. Kyung hands her a card from the bottom of his stack, hopeful that itâs on the bottom because he hasnât used it recently. Then he watches her scan the items, counting the number of beeps as he waits for the total.
âWhatâs that thing?â he asks, pointing at the last item in the basket, a toy caterpillar with body parts that fit together like blocks.
âItâs for the boy,â Jin says. âFor helping me.â
Ethan doesnât need another toy. He doesnât even like blocks. Kyung wonders if he asked for it, although it hardly matters how the thing ended up in the basket. He canât refuse now. He nods and the cashier scans the caterpillar and swipes his card through the machine. His chest tightens at the thought of being declined while his father looks onâheâll never recover from the shame. He keeps his eyes glued to the box, the little white one next to the register that reads PROCESSING in red letters. Processing, processing, processing. Itâs taking longer than usual, which means something bad is about to happen. Kyung fans through his cards again, not certain which one to use when the first is declined. He doesnât think he has room left on any of them.
âSign here,â she says, tearing off the receipt and putting a copy in front of him.
Kyung stares at the slip of paper as if he doesnât believe her. Then he scribbles his name so no one will notice how badly his hand is shaking. His signatureâa zigzagged line that looks like he was testing the pen for inkâdoesnât even resemble the one on the back of his card.
âThank you,â he says. He knows the cashier had nothing to do with the purchase getting approved, but he thanks her as if she did.
As they walk back to the car, he and Gillian exchange a look, one thatâs becoming all too familiar lately. A ninety-dollar purchase at Walmart shouldnât terrorize them like this. Kyung makes a decent salary at the university. He has a goddamn Ph.D. But their mistakes are finally catching up with them. Their house payment is a nightmare. His student loans too. Theyâve refinanced their mortgage, borrowed from their credit cards, and transferred their balances over and over againâall in the name of staying current on their bills, but they canât keep up with this shell game much longer.
âCan I have my bug now, please?â Ethan asks.
Kyung digs into one of the plastic bags and hands it to him.
âThank you.â
Gillian smiles as she watches Ethan examine his new toy, confirming what heâs always known about her. Sheâs quicker to recover than he is; sheâs always been the more resilient of the two. Kyungâs moist hand is still wrapped around his wallet like itâs a brick heâs about to throw. In a few yearsâ time, Ethan will be old enough to understand their situation, to feel the same shame and worry and weight that he does. Kyung stops short in the middle of the parking lot and swoops the boy up in his arms, hugging him much harder than he should.
âDaaaaaaaad,â Ethan protests.
Four is a kind age, he thinks. Four is wonderful and clueless.
When they return home, Kyung leads his father upstairs to the guest room. The back of the house is in the shade now, and the space almost seems barren in the dim light. Heâs embarrassed by the stained blue carpet, the absence of anything resembling comfort or style. The only personal items on display are the alarm clock and two remote controls on the end table. Itâs a far cry from the antique-filled rooms in his parentsâ house, but itâs clean. At the very least, it looks like they made an effort to receive him.
âWill you be comfortable here?â
Jin sits down on the edge of the bed, testing the springs. âIâd like to lie down now,â he says, not answering the question.
âSo do you wantâdo you
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