I hurried her around to the passenger seat through the rain and she quickly slipped into the car. I closed up trunk and waved to the security car and...hopped in the drivers seat and quickly drove us out of the park. "I can't believe that... I can't believe that...." my wife kept repeating. Then her talking switched to Korean, which I don't understand. While she sounded annoyed and a little angry, she still seemed pretty relaxed all things considering. I saw her open up her coat and she. .. inhibited," Chris replied pouting, though her mood had suddenly changed too, which surprised me. "I'm just not as trusting as you are," she said simply. It was obvious in that simple exchange that the night was over. Chris made some comment about needing to go to bed early, and that was that. Even weirder was the quick peck on the cheek for a kiss, and then watching her disappear down the hallway towards her bedroom even before I had gathered up my belongings and made ready to leave."Don't. She seemed to be in her late thirties or early forties, fair, flawless skin. She was about 5 feet 6, well endowed in the right places, but not plump. I looked at her and she nodded back in confirmation – not a bad start I told myself. We exchanged greetings and she led the way up to the 10th floor apartment I was renting.As I stepped into the studio, my doubts of having settled for an expensive deal flew right out of those tall French windows. It was done in white with modern furnishings. A. Ka-Ka was holding it in, I could tell. She looked scared. I reached up with her hand in mine and kissed the back of her hand, and she smiled that smile that made me the proudest uncle in this man’s army for her entire life.When we got to the hospital, I was rushed into the ER. Ka-Ka tried to go with me. A big white-uniformed bruiser tried to physically make Ka-Ka leave saying she was too young. She shut him up by using a little of the martial arts I taught her over the years. The bruiser was.