SOUP AND CHANCES
Choi Young Do hated his birthday.
It started when his father forgot his tenth birthday because he was too busy taking a “business” trip to Fiji with his secretary. Every year since then, it had gotten progressively worse. One year he’d tried to throw his own birthday party only to discover the girl he was in love with playing “Five Minutes in Heaven” with another boy. The worst was the year when his beloved dog, Hades, had escaped his leash and almost been hit by a car.
He made it a point now to not leave the hotel at all on his birthday. It was safer. The staff knew to avoid him on that date—his father no longer cared at all. Young Do preferred it that way.
It was five o’clock and the day was nearly over. He felt relief wash over him. Just a few more hours.