It was not a late age at which to have a child.

But Gyeong-eun Lee, feeling somehow embarrassed at the gap in years from the first, blushed.

"It's all right. Didn't we see with Gyu-myeong that people don't pay much attention to other people's business?"

To people, talk of that sort had drawn no great interest.

"…That's true. So it was."

It was a matter that even Gyeong-eun Lee had forgotten.

Which was why, when Seong-ho Kim brought up the business of Gyu-myeong Lee, she could not help faltering for a moment.

"But is Gyu-myeong doing well? And my fourth brother, how he's getting on…"

"Gyu-myeong went over to America with your sister-in-law and is doing well, I hear."

"You have news of them?"

"Yes. They're family after all, so I get word now and then, at least as to how they're getting on."

There's no reason to let go of a card when you don't know when or how it might be used.

Knowing nothing of this, Gyeong-eun Lee looked out of the window for a moment with a wistful expression.

"I do hope they're doing well… No, this won't do. I'll make time before long and see my brother—"

Into the eye of Gyeong-eun Lee, about to say she would make time and see Chang-jong Lee, came a sight she could not believe.

"Honey. I think I've gone mad."

"Sorry? What do you mean by that?"

"Is this the pregnancy too? I'm seeing strange things. Why is my brother standing in front of our house?"

Seong-ho Kim followed Gyeong-eun Lee's words, looked out of the window and smiled faintly.

"You're not seeing things. You're seeing quite correctly. Your brother is standing in front of our house."

"It really is him? Why would he…?"

Gyeong-eun Lee turned her head toward Seong-ho Kim, who had told her that what she had seen was no illusion.

Because for her part she could not begin to know why Chang-jong Lee had come.

But unlike Gyeong-eun Lee, Seong-ho Kim felt he knew the reason.

So he's finally moving.

Thinking over how to make…