loves, even though it has complicated copyright issues. The changes
didn’t bother me. It made sense for Jordan to curate his safe haven of
personal space into a space that he liked personally. But it did bother
Muncho.
“I don’t like change of any kind!” he cried.
“Change can be hard,” I consoled him consolingly. “But if you
don’t let the river run you get sucked into a quagmire of facsimile.”
I told my family about university life. Jordan loved to listen to my
funny stories. I told them how I had met the remarkable Ollie Kendal for
the very first time and how courageous he was to walk up to me. He
wanted to know more about Ollie since I kept mentioning his name at
home. My parents wanted to know more about Ollie too, and they
eventually got to meet him during one of our video calls.
“He seems like an upstanding member of the community,” Mother
said.
I told them stories about Korea and the wonderful people I met. The
video Ollie sent me made my mother tear up and put on a face mask
as a disguise.
“That is so incredibly moving, what a guy,” my mother whispered,
overcome.
Ollie was back home with his family and I noticed that his father
seemed like a proper English gentleman. I felt like I would like to give
him many kinds of Korean food and hear his thoughts about them. In
my mind’s ear I heard him telling me those thoughts accompanied by a
soundtrack of rousing royalty-free classical music. Ollie decided we
were going to live together in our third year, so he searched for
apartments while I was still in Qingdao. I looked forward to the end of
the holiday so I could go back to London. Living with Ollie was going to
be so much fun, we were going to make cheese sandwiches!
Apparently, Ollie knows exactly how to cut cheese perfectly. Muncho
and Rex were excited too.