Sad and shocking – but I found myself laughing out loud at times. This grim account of the life of a young runaway on the streets of New York made me so angry - I was beside Joon every step of the way - hoping against hope that she could be safe.
And then, everything froze. I wondered if I had somehow stopped time. I heard their breathing, I even heard them squinting, and soon we were drenched in a light so white I thought the moon had exploded. A car honked its horn, scaring the guy off me. The rest of them ran like drunk roaches, the slush of their footsteps melting into memory. And just like that, they were all gone.
It took a few years for them to really leave.