NIGHTMARE
“Anyone who loves his son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me.” Matthew 10:37
I never expected to find myself back in Sanhe again. Desperate to find my husband, I traveled back to Jilin Province with Ae-Cha slung up on my back in search for news about Kwan.
I went to Pastor Tong’s home, wondering if his son was still free in Sanhe or if he was imprisoned like his father. I only saw their home once before when Kwan and I tarried too far on one of our evening walks. Standing on the front porch under the cover of nightfall, I lifted my hand. I felt the heavy weight of Ae-Cha’s sleeping form on my back and was comforted by her tranquil breathing. Mustering some remnant courage, I tapped once on the door. It opened before I could knock a second time.
“Hurry!” hissed a man
