Appendix 1

I came up with a few cool short scenes that happened before volume 2 and I want to share them with you (I know I'm already coming up with them but what can I do. I love this book and my stupid ideas). There will be 3 scenes in such chapters, I don't know how many such additions I will write but I think about 3 and they won't be every day (I know I'm cruel).

1. Dinner with Beverly's parents.

We were sitting with In-ho and our son at my parents', who had invited me and my brothers to dinner to celebrate our mother's birthday. Of course, there was no avoiding my father's angry looks at In-ho or my argument with Simon, which caused a nervous breakdown in Chris and my mother. I don't even remember how the topic turned to arguing about children!

"Your child would definitely contribute to some kind of world catastrophe," I said, amused, and my younger brother sent me an angry look.

-My?! Your kid is a walking monster - Simon replied nervously.

"Min-ho has endless energy. He's a smart boy," I said proudly of my son, smiling at the one-year-old as he put his foot in his mouth.

-And you're suggesting that my child is an idiot?! Apologize to my sperm or...

-No? Hmmm? Or? Or what? - I mocked my brother.

-Or..Or...Or...Or nothing. Well, I'll just say something In-ho.

-What are you going to tell him? - I asked, intrigued by my younger brother's idiocy. How are we even siblings!

-Shit, said the 21-year-old.

-Shit. You, bark back those words.

-Speak up yourself.

-Or I will personally take care of your castration!

-Bark these words yourself. Even your old man calls you a puppy - he replied and I got really pissed off. I don't remember when I was as mad at him as I was at that moment.

-Take back those words about my husband, you dick!

-And you about my children!

-But you don't have children, you idiot!

-But my sperm got offended - he said, pointing his finger down. Mother grabbed her head, Father and In-ho laughed until they were gone, and I stood up abruptly from the table and threw myself at my brother.

-Fuck...come here!-I screamed and started chasing Simon, and in the background I heard Chris's broken voice.

-Fuck.

2. Gong's birthday party.

- Are you sure Chris, that you want to go in there like that? - I asked looking at my brother. Gong invited me, my husband and my brothers to a birthday party where the theme was dressing up. I was dressed as a policewoman, In-ho as Superman, Simon as some clown which perfectly resembled him and my older brother, being 32 years old, dressed as an Arab sheikh.

-What don't you like about my outfit?- he asked nervously. Sometimes I think he stopped in high school and not that he's a respected model in the world.

-Nothing, let's go because we're late - I replied resignedly and we got out of the car walking towards the apartment where my child's godfather lived. In-ho was holding a present and I was advising my brothers not to drink too much, which was a waste anyway because they would get drunk anyway and there would be problems the next day.

We went inside where the party was already underway and everyone was dressed up. The 5 of us went to look for the birthday boy, who we found in the kitchen where he was already drinking vodka. My brother stopped immediately when he saw Gong's outfit. The guy was wearing exactly the same outfit as Chris. The birthday boy was also dressed as an Arab sheikh.

"You," Gong hissed with narrowed eyes, looking at my brother, and his voice sounded as if he were taking part in a Turkish soap opera. "Ahmed," he said an Arabic name.

"Abudl," Chris muttered conspiratorially. "It's been ages! Where have you been?" he shouted, throwing his arm over the birthday boy's shoulder, and I sighed with relief, knowing they wouldn't kill each other for wearing the same Arab sheikh outfits.

I didn't believe that a 32 year old and a 41 year old would have such a great time at a party dressed as Arabs. But I was pleasantly surprised.

3. Favorite parents.

I was sitting with In-ho in the living room reading the latest New York Times bestseller that my cousin Howard had sent me from America. I loved this book from the very first chapter while my husband was sorting out some business matters on his laptop while drinking whiskey, how shall I put it, "On the nerves." Our peace was disturbed by our son running out of his room and standing in front of us with a fighting face, which looked adorable because he is 2 years old.

-What's up, honey? - I asked, putting my book aside.

"Mom, I saw a cool set of toy cars on TV, will you buy it for me? Please, please, please!" he begged, and In-ho looked up from the laptop, looking sternly at our son.

-No-he replied shortly and returned to his previous activity.

-But why, Dad?! I'm polite, please, please! My friends at kindergarten already have it! - he said and sat down between us.

-You already have a lot of toys and you don't play with most of them. It's an unnecessary addition, son - he said and wrote something on a piece of paper.

-Mom, buy me this please?!- he asked making his big charming eyes. I was too soft to resist my son's charm so I agreed.

-Of course, honey, I'll buy it - I said and the boy hugged me tightly and then stood up.

-Thank you, you're the best-he said and went back to his room and I turned my gaze to my husband, who was not happy with the new edition.

"See? That's why I'm the favorite parent," I said proudly.

-I'm not sure if buying more toys that will end up in the trash anyway is a good solution or worth praising.

-And bite me in the ass...

-Don't tempt me-he said and kissed me on the lips and we returned to our previous activities.