From Since You Asked . . . : "Holly, we've got a huge problem. I just got the first batch of the new issue in . . ." "Oh, man, did I miss a typo?" I asked, dismayed. "No, you did not miss a typo! You published a column!" "Huh? What are you talking about?" "I'm talking about Stephanie's column that you replaced with your own. You are in such huge trouble, I can't even tell you!" My heart skipped a beat and I felt light-headed. There was no way . . . "There's been a mistake. That wasn't a real article -- I was just playing around." "Just playing around?! Good job, genius! It's already been sent to all the homerooms for distribution!" I slowly slid off my bike. "Oh, crap!" "YES! 'Oh, crap' is RIGHT!" My life flashed before my eyes. I envisioned my immediate expulsion. I saw my parents breaking down into hysterics. My mother would be wearing one of those white headbands tied around her head -- what Koreans wear at funerals when they're throwing themselves onto the floor in front of a picture of the deceased -- screaming and crying over my demise. Because really, at that moment, I would be dead to her. Excerpted from Since You Asked... by Maurene Goo All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
