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Amelia Brown. “Lime Sweet American Cowboy.”
“Daddy”. When I hear their car pull up on the driveway, I rush to the window and watch them get out. Halmoni and Harbaoji’s house is the only place where Dad opens the car door for Umma and holds her hand all the way to the door. When I was Soojin’s age and Umma
was sick, Halmoni and Haraboji watched me all day. They woke me up and whisked me out of bed and tucked me back in at night. At first they spoke Korean when their English wasn’t fast enough—“Sooyeon, gajima!”—but then I started talking back. Dad used to grum-
ble that I’d forget all my English because I would call him Appa. “Appa, pegopah,” I’d say, and he would hand me Bear, the plush that I still sleep with on really bad nights. Or I’d say, “Appa, Bear juseyo” and he’d find me a snack. He would talk to Umma about it at night, when he
