The Last Story of Mina Lee

by Nancy Jooyoun Kim

A trip. A fall. A horrible way to die. To have survived all those traumas, those hardships—a war, an orphanage, immigration, being a single mother in a foreign country—only to die by something as mundane as a slipper or a shoe. It was terrible. It was all so very terrible.

What was the point of learning a language that brought you into the fold of a world that

didn’t want you? Did this world want her? No. It didn’t like the sound of her voice.