CHAPTER 16
Dear Grandma Lucy, Remember when I first told you I wanted to travel the world? I must have been, what, thirteen? Thirteen going on fifty, like the little twerp I was back in the day.
Well, I told you I wanted to travel the world, and you said God could use me as a missionary. Hey, it sounded good at the time. And you agreed to pray that God would open doors for me to travel.
You and I both know my life took quite a different turn than what you expected, but I’ve got to hand it to you, Grandma, maybe you prayed too hard on this one for a change.
So I’m sure the Swedish guy’s told you by now. I’m here in the good old DPRK. Maybe you’ve heard it from the news that the North Koreans caught me trying to cross the border ...
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