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    Tomorrow

    (a flash fiction shortlisted at Brilliant Flash Fiction)  “Nae-il da kkeun-nat-tta,” means “Tomorrow is the end,” so I interpreted my Grandpa’s words, as he labored for breath, and believed I had one more day with him. *** Grandpa came to live with us when I turned 16 and upturned everything. Suspicious, all English was gossiping about him. He slapped his cane on the dining table legs and demanded my brother and I speak Korean in front of him and scolded his 51-year-old son for raising such rootless and disrespectful kids. He took my room, I had to bunk with my younger brother, then took away my Saturday morning pick-up baseball…